| T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 192122. | | | | Tottingham Frolic | | Anonymous |
| | (From Choyce Drollery) AS I came from Tottingham | |
| Upon a Market-day, | |
| There I met with a bonny Lass | |
| Cloathed all in Gray, | |
| Her Journey was to London, | 5 |
| With Butter-milk and Whey. | |
| To come Down a down, | |
| To come Down, down a down a. | |
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| Sweet-heart, quoth he, | |
| Youre well overtook, | 10 |
| With that she cast her Head aside, | |
| And lent to him a Look; | |
| Then presently these two | |
| Both Hands together shook: | |
| To come, etc. | 15 |
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| And as they rode together, | |
| Along side by side, | |
| The Maiden it so chanced, | |
| Her Garter was untyd; | |
| For fear that she should lose it, | 20 |
| Look here, Sweet-heart, he cryd, | |
| Your Garter is down a down, etc. | |
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| Good Sir, quoth she, | |
| I pray you take the Pain, | |
| To do so much for me, | 25 |
| As to take it up again, | |
| With a good will, quoth he, | |
| When I come to yonder Plain, | |
| I will take you down, etc. | |
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| And when they came unto the Place, | 30 |
| Upon the Grass so green, | |
| The Maid she held her Legs so wide, | |
| The Young man slipt between, | |
| Such tying of a Garter, | |
| You have but seldom seen. | 35 |
| To come down, etc. | |
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| Then she rose up again, | |
| And thankd him for his pain: | |
| He took her by the middle small, | |
| And Kissd her once again: | 40 |
| Her Journey was to London, | |
| And he from Highgate came, | |
| To come down, etc. | |
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| Thus Tibb of Tottingham, | |
| She lost her Maiden-head, | 45 |
| But yet it is no matter, | |
| It stood her in small stead, | |
| For it did often trouble her, | |
| As she lay in her Bed. | |
| To come down, etc. | 50 |
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| But when all her Butter-milk | |
| And her Whey was sold, | |
| The loss of her Maiden-head, | |
| It waxed very cold: | |
| But that which will away, quoth she, | 55 |
| Is very hard to hold, | |
| To come, etc. | |
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| You Maids, you Wives, and Widows, | |
| That now do hear my Song, | |
| If any young man proffer Kindness, | 60 |
| Pray take it short, or long; | |
| For there is no such Comfort | |
| As lying with a Man. | |
| To come Down a down, | |
| To come Down, down a down a. | 65 | | | |
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