s like making of Brooms.

For first I am Paid, and then I am made,
right Welcome by Stewards and Grooms,
Here's Money, Meat and Drink, what Trade do you think
compares with the making of Brooms, green Brooms,
compares with the making of Brooms.

I have a good Trade, more Goods must be made,
to furnish young Lasses and Grooms,
Wherefore I shall lack a Prentice, quoth _Jack_,
I'll teach him the making of Brooms, green Brooms,
I'll teach him the making of Brooms.

_A_ SONG, _the Words and Tune by Mr._ Witt Green.

[Music]

Never sigh, but think of kissing,
More, and more, and more of Wishing;
To possess the mighty Blessing,
While they enjoy it they are true,
They'll hug, they'll cling, and heave up too,
But Liberty when once regain'd,
The Favour's to another feign'd.

Why should we then the Sex admire,
For 'twas never their desire,
To maintain a constant Fire;
If oagling, wheedling you'll believe,
They'll hourly study to deceive,
But we will find out better ways,
In Musick, Singing, spend our Days.

_The LOYAL Delights of a Contented Mind. The Words by Mr._ Mumford,
_Set by Mr._ H. Purcell.

[Music]

Oh how Happy's he, who from Business free,
Can Enjoy his Mistress, Bottle, and his Friend:
Not confin'd to State, nor the Pride of the Great;
Only on himself, not others doth depend:
Change can never vex him, Faction ne'er perplex him;
If the World goes well, a Bumper crowns his Joys,
If it be not so than he takes of two;
Till succeeding Glasses, Thinking doth destroy.

When his Noddle reels, he to _Caelia_ steals;
And by Pleasures unconfin'd runs o'er the Night;
In the Morning wakes, a pleasing Farewel takes,
Ready for fresh Tipling, and for new Delight:
When his Table's full, oh, then he hugs his Soul;
And drinking all their Healths, a Welcome doth express:
When the Cloth's removed, then by all approv'd,
Comes the full grace Cup, Queen _Anna's_ good success.

_A_ RIDDLE.

[Music]

There is a Thing which in the light
Is seldom us'd, but in the Night,
It serves the Maiden Female crew,
The Ladies, and the good Wives too:
They us'd to take it in their Hand,
And then it will uprightly stand;
And to a Hole they it apply,
Where by it's good will it could Dye:
It wasts, goes out, and still within,
It leaves it's Moisture thick and thin.

_On a_ LA