The Bride

Her feet beneath her Petticoat,
Like little mice stole in and out,
As if they fear'd the light:
But oh! she dances such a way!
No Sun upon an Easter day
Is half so fine a sight.

He would have kist her once or twice,
But she would not, she was nice,
She would not do't in sight,
And then she lookt as who should say
I will do what I list to day;
And you shall do't at night.

Her Cheeks so rare a white was on,
No Dazy makes comparison,
(Who sees them is undone)
For streaks of red were mingled there,
Such as are on a Katherne Pear,
(The side that's next the Sun.)

Her lips were red, and one was thin,
Compar'd to that was next her chin;
(Some Bee had stung it newly.)
But ( Dick ) her eyes so guard her face;
I durst no more upon them gaze,
Then on the Sun in July .

Her mouth so small when she does speak,
Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break,
That they might passage get,
But she so handled still the matter,
They came as good as ours, or better,
And are not spent a whit.

If wishing should be any sin,
The Parson himself had guilty bin;
(She lookt that day so purely,)
And did the youth so oft the feat
At night, as some did in conceit,
It would have spoil'd him, surely.

Just in the nick the Cook knockt thrice,
And all the waiters in a trice
His summons did obey,
Each serving man with dish in hand,
Marcht boldly up, like our Train'd Band,
Presented, and away.

When all the meat was on the Table,
What man of knife, or teeth, was able
To stay to be intreated?
And this the very reason was,
Before the Parson could say Grace,
The Company was seated.

The bus'nesse of the Kitchin's great,
For it is fit that men should eat;
Nor was it there deni'd:
Passion oh me! how I run on!
There's that that would be thought upon,
(I trow) besides the Bride.

Now hatts fly off, and youths carrouse;
Healths first go round, and then the house,
The Brides came thick and thick:
And when 'twas nam'd anothers health,
Perhaps he made it hers by stealth.
(And who could help it? Dick )

O'th' sodain up they rise and dance;
Then sit again and sigh, and glance:
Then dance again and kisse:
Thus sev'ral waies the time did passe,
Till ev'ry Woman wisht her place,
And ev'ry Man wisht his.

By this time all were stoln aside
To counsel and undresse the Bride;
But that he must not know:
But yet 'twas thought he ghest her mind,
And did not mean to stay behind
Above an hour or so.

When in he came ( Dick ) there she lay
Like new-faln snow melting away,
('Twas time I trow to part)
Kisses were now the onely stay,
Which soon she gave, as who would say,
Good Boy! with all my heart.

But just as heav'ns would have to crosse it,
In came the Bridemaids with the Posset:
The Bridegroom eat in spight;
For had he left the Women to't
It would have cost two hours to do't,
Which were too much that night.

At length the candles out and out,
All that they had not done, they do't,
What that is, who can tell?
But I beleeve it was no more
Then thou and I have done before
With Bridget , and with Nell .
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