A SONG.
Reading edition
I. Love a Woman! you’re an Ass, ’Tis a most insipid Passion; To chuse out for your Happiness, The silliest Part of God’s Creation. II. Let the Porter, and the Groom, Things design’d for dirty Slaves; Drudge in fair Aurelia’s Womb, To get Supplies for Age and Graves. III. Farewel, Woman, I intend, Henceforth, ev’ry Night to sit With my lewd well-natur’d Friend, Drinking to engender Wit.