The Whores and Bawds Answer to the Fifteen Comforts of Whoring | Page 2

the Gout,?When in that gorging, guzling, tipling Sin?There is not half the Pleasure, that there's in,?The soft Embraces of a Woman who?Altho' she is not to one Moral true,?Does strive to please your height of amorous Lust, With such a ravishing and pleasing Gust,?That wou'd an Eunuch tempt to tast the same,?But that he Tools does want to play the Game.
_The fourth Comfort of Whoring answer'd._
Tho' Buboes, Nodes and Ulcers are the Marks,?Of many a wanton Beau and am'rous Sparks?And many a lustful Lecher oft complains?Of restless Days and damn'd nocturnal Pains,?Nays go into a Flux o dozen Weeks,?Is't not the Man himself these Sorrow seeks??Besides, how often see you go astride?A Miss, as if she was with Packthread ty'd;?Who's Poxt and Clapt as much as you can be,?And undergoes a deal of Misery,?To give your wanton Appetites content,?[*?] feeding you with Flesh, altho' in Lent:?Therefore as the old Woman very Tart?Once said, when against Thunder she did Fart,?'Twas only tit for tat, so if the Men?Do clap the Whores, and Whores Claps them agen,?Tis only tit for tat; tis very true,?What's good for Goose is good for Gander too.
_The fifth Comfort of Whoring answer'd._
What if a Man is in a marry'd State??Confin'd to one does am'rous Heat abate,?Or shew me him (altho' he were in need.)?That always wou'd upon one Diet feed?When once a Woman's by a Man enjoy'd?For good and all, his Appetite is cloy'd.?Therefore he fixes on some wanton Miss?Whom rather than his Wife behalf he'd Kiss,?For as it's oft reported now a days,?A Thing that's fresh, fresh Courage, too will raise
_The Sixth Comfort of Whoring, Answer'd_
What Man wou'd shun the Plagues of Pox and Pills,?Or all the ails that are in Doctors Bills,?Rather than not be circled in the Arms?Of one that tempts you with a thousand Charms,?And tho' she long has lost her Maidenhead,?Yet such Dexterity she'll shew in Bed,?That, Sir, your Mouth wou'd water o're and o're,?To feed again upon a skilful Whore.
_The seventh Comfort of Whoring Answer'd._
'Tis true, the Fop that thinketh to secure'd?To himself, in private Lodgins some fine Whore?He is a Fool, for she'll not be confin'd,?To any Man altho' he's are so kind;?For being then high Pampered and Fed,?In absence of her Cull she takes to Bed?Another, that with Gold allures her too,?That she may not to her Gallant be true;?For thinks she, when her Chap is tir'd quite,?And turns her off in others to delight,?From all she can she'll privately receive,?Which may her great Necessities relieve,?When that she bids adieu her Master's Bed,?To get by publick jilting Tricks her Bread.
_The eighth Comfort of Whoring, Answer'd._
If any Man's in Love with any Whore,?Why ought he not to lavish all his Store?Upon her? Since, to make the Fop admire,?Those prety Features which sets him a fire,?She's often at the Charge of Velvit Hoods,?Silk Stockins, Velvit Scarves and other Goods,?Lac'd Shoes, rich Mantoe's, Gloves and Diamond Rings Fine Linnen, Gowns, and other costly things.
_The ninth Comfort of Whoring Answer'd_
If any has a Jilt some time sustain'd,?Who has imperious o're his Pocket reign'd,?And he's grown weary of so sweet a Life,?Or else being jealous takes to him a Wife;?The Whore can do no less than fling and tear,?And on th' inconstant Coxcomb Vengeance swaer,?For leaving her in this her state of Sin;?And let the World know what the Spark has been,?Unless a Pension he to her allows,?That she may not his Roguery disclose.
_The tenth Comfort of Whoring Answer'd._
T'is true we Harlots work by various means,?And act our Parts behind too diff'rent Scenes;?Sometimes we do a Bastard lay to those,?That never did so much as touch our Cloaths;?Perhaps too ne'er were in our Company,?So Guineas get by this same Subtilty;?And many times a Pocket too we pick,?For at no mischief will a Strumpit stick;?For once a Woman's bad, there's no relief?By being only Whore, but also Thief.
_The Eleventh Comfort of Whoring, Answer'd._
We'll have you know, of Whores are very few,?That will to any Man be ever true;?To us all Men for Money are alike,?With Skips as soon as Beaus we bargains strike;?And gad no sooner is a Cully gone,?But quick another in his Room gets on.
_The Twelfth Comfort of Whoring Answer'd._
Besides great Charges we are at for Cloaths,?To tempt the Fancies of our cringing Beaus,?We Pimps and Bullies keep to be our Bail,?When Sharping Bailiffs nabb us for a Jayl.
_The Thirteenth Comfort of Whoring Answer'd._
Again as we to _Bridewel_ oft are sent,?To undergo a flauging Punishment,?A bribe to him that Whips us then is gi'n,?To have Compassion to our tender Skin.
_The Fourteenth Comfort of Whoring Answer'd._
With pretty winning ways we do assure,?Our selves to bring the Woodcocks to our Lure?As ogling wishfully, and having Tongue,?Which tho' 'tis false, yet with good Language hung And if we have a Voice that's good, we sing?And _Syren_