Chastities Conquest, or, No Trusting Before Marriage

Canst thou not weave Bonelace,
yea by Lady that I can,
canst thou not lisp with Grace
yea as well as any one,
Canst thou not Card and Spin
yea by Lady that I can
And dothe other thing
wee I'se do what I can
Come then, and be my sweet
To Bed I'l carry thee
No in Geud faith not a bit
Unless you marry me:

Marriage is not the mode
then I'se will make it so,
Duce o'the common Road
I'l ne'r forsake it so
Thou shalt in me possess
all Ioys that can be had
Then give a consenting Kiss,
Then wed me first my Lad
Let us but gang to the Priest
So dear I tender thee.
Then Kiss on and do what you list
faith. I'se not hinder the

We shall soon weary grow
change will soon tyre you
Ah do not tell me so
Since I admire you
For when I touch thy Breasts
thy charms so fire me
Yet needless is a Priest
Then come no nigher me,
For when you tempt me to bed
I'se no sick silly Fool,
But if you'l buckle and wed,
then kiss your Belly full

If as you say you Love
make I'se your wedded Mate,
And you shall freely have
what ever you'd be at
Will you not then my Ioy
without you'r wedded strike
No by my troth not I
Such loving I'se not like
But wedded my Arms shall bless
thy passion to the light
And with a consenting kiss
my Love to his Ioys invite.

Let's no kind minutes wast
I'l lead thee to my Bed,
Where Loves delights we'l tast
and so to morrow be wedded
Geud Faith I'se not agree,
I'se venture no such thing
Troth you'r deceived in me
and must begin again
Come lay this Bashfulness by
your blushes I will hide
What harm is it now to try
If you'r to morrn my Bride.

I'se never yield to that
O don't desire me
To to the Dee'l knows what
Whoo'd then admire me
Well thou hast won my Heart,
Thy Uirtues fire me
I'le wed and never part
As you require me
Soft murmurs and Sighs shall prove
What Ioys you render me
O Kiss then and surfeit one Love
Faith i'se not angry be.