PHILLIS

Ah, Corydon! survey the ’Change around,
Through all the ’Change no wretch like me is found: 
Alas! the day, when I, poor heedless maid,
Was to your rooms in Lincoln’s Inn betray’d;
Then how you swore, how many vows you made! 
Ye listening Zephyrs, that o’erheard his love,
Waft the soft accents to the gods above. 
Alas! the day; for (O, eternal shame!)
I sold you handkerchiefs, and lost my fame.

CORYDON

When I forget the favour you bestow’d,
Red herrings shall be spawn’d in Tyburn Road: 
Fleet Street, transform’d, become a flowery green,
And mass be sung where operas are seen. 
The wealthy cit, and the St. James’s beau,
Shall change their quarters, and their joys forego;
Stock-jobbing, this to Jonathan’s shall come,
At the Groom Porter’s, that play off his plum.

PHILLIS

But what to me does all that love avail,
If, while I doze at home o’er porter’s ale,
Each night with wine and wenches you regale? 
My livelong hours in anxious cares are past,
And raging hunger lays my beauty waste. 
On templars spruce in vain I glances throw,
And with shrill voice invite them as they go. 
Exposed in vain my glossy ribbons shine,
And unregarded wave upon the twine. 
The week flies round, and when my profit’s known,
I hardly clear enough to change a crown.

CORYDON

Hard fate of virtue, thus to be distrest,
Thou fairest of thy trade, and far the best;
As fruitmen’s stalls the summer market grace,
And ruddy peaches them; as first in place
Plumcake is seen o’er smaller pastry ware,
And ice on that:  so Phillis does appear
In playhouse and in Park, above the rest
Of belles mechanic, elegantly drest.

PHILLIS

And yet Crepundia, that conceited fair,
Amid her toys, affects a saucy air,
And views me hourly with a scornful eye.

CORYDON

She might as well with bright Cleora vie.

PHILLIS

With this large petticoat I strive in vain
To hide my folly past, and coming pain;
’Tis now no secret; she, and fifty more,
Observe the symptoms I had once before: 
A second babe at Wapping must be placed,
When I scarce bear the charges of the last.

CORYDON

What I could raise I sent; a pound of plums,
Five shillings, and a coral for his gums;
To-morrow I intend him something more.

PHILLIS

I sent a frock and pair of shoes before.