roopers come come come_, &c.

There's _Joan_, and _Betty_, and _Nelly_,
And the rest of the Female Crew;
Each has an Itch in her Belly,
To play with the Scarlet hue:
And _Marg'ret_ too must be peeping,
_To see the Troopers_, &c.

The Landladys are preparing,
Her Maids are shifting their Smocks;
Each swears she'll buy her a Fairing,
And opens her _Christmas-box_:
She'll give it all to the Red-coats,
_When as the Troopers_, &c.

_Jenny_ she lov'd a Trooper,
And she shew'd her all her Gear;
_Doll_ has turn'd off the Cooper,
And now for a Grenadier:
His hand Grenadoes they will please her,
_When as the Troopers_, &c.

Old musty Maids that have Money,
Although no Teeth in their Heads;
May have a Bit for their Bunny,
To pleasure them in their Beds:
Their Hearts will turn to the Red-coats,
_When as the Troopers_, &c.

The Widdows now are a Singing,
And have thrown their Peaks aside;
For they have been us'd to stinging,
When their Garters were unty'd:
But the Red-coats they will tye 'em,
_When as the Troopers_, &c.

Wives and Widdows and Maidens,
I'm sure this News will please ye;
If any with Maiden-heads laden,
The Red-coats they will ease ye:
Then all prepare to be happy,
_To see the Troopers all come Home_, &c.

_A_ SONG. _Tune of_ Old Boree.

Come _Caelia_ come, let's sit and talk a while,
About the Affairs of Loving:
Let a mutual Kiss our Cares and Fears beguile,
Far distant from this Grove:
Let's pass our Time in Mirth away,
Now we're remov'd from the noisy, noisy Court,
Now we're got out of the stormy Sea,
Into the safer Port.

_A_ SONG. _Set by Mr._ Damascene.

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Who can _Dorinda's_ Beauty view,
And not her Captive be;
_Apollo_, _Daphne_ did pursue,
Embraced the Maid, though chang'd to a Tree:
If God's could love at such a rate,
Poor Mortals must adore:
_Dorinda's_ Merit is as great;
'Tis just, 'tis just to love her more.

_A_ HYMN _upon the Execution of two_ CRIMINALS, _by Mr._ RAMONDON.

[Music]

All you that must take a leap in the Dark,
Pity the Fate of _Lawson_ and _Clark_;
Cheated by Hope, by Mercy amus'd,
Betray'd by the sinful ways we us'd:
Cropp'd in our Prime of Strength and Youth,
Who can but weep at so sad a Truth;
_Cropp'd in our Prime_, &c.

Once we thought 'twould