Faith, Frank, I'm a little maukish with sitting up all Night, and want a small refreshment this MorningDid we not send for Whores? Bel.

and those pursu'd like guilty me By rigid Laws, which put no difference 'Twixt fairly killing in my own Defence, And Murders bred by drunken Arguments, Whores, or the mean Revenges of a Coward.

As for the young Fellows that have Money, they have no Mercy upon their own Persons, but wearing Nature off as fast as they can, Swear, and Whore and Drink, and borrow as long as any Rooking Citizen will lend till, having dearly purchased the heroick Title of a Bully or a Sharper, they live pity'd of their Friends, and despis'd by their Whores, and depart this Transitory World, diverse and sundry ways.

To Salisbury Court we'll hurry you next week Where not for whores, but coaches you may seek;

And as I walked the streets alone, the whores they all did roar There goes Jack Tarr, that poor sailor lad, he must go to sea once more As I was walkin' down the street, I run into Rapper Brown I asked him for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown He said last time you was on-board with me you chalked no score

The best mirth for a Lawyer is to have fooles to his Clients; for Citizens to have Noblemen pay their debts; for Taylors to have store of Sattin brought in for themhow little soere their hours arethey'll be sure to have large yards: the best mirth for bawds is to have fresh handsome whores, and for whores to have rich guls come aboard their pinnaces, for then they are sure to build Gully-Asses.

The best mirth for a Lawyer is to have fooles to his Clients; for Citizens to have Noblemen pay their debts; for Taylors to have store of Sattin brought in for themhow little soere their hours arethey'll be sure to have large yards: the best mirth for bawds is to have fresh handsome whores, and for whores to have rich guls come aboard their pinnaces, for then they are sure to build Gully-Asses.

So men hate whores after lusts heat is spent; I'me gone, Sir. King.

And I like moaping Iuno sit whilst Iove Varies his lust into five hundred shapes To steale to his whores bed?

Thus the dull lad, too tall for school, With travel finishes the fool; Studious of every coxcomb's airs, He drinks, games, dresses, whores, and swears; O'erlooks with scorn all virtuous arts, For vice is fitted to his parts.

Is thy head to be fild with Proclamations, Rejoynders and hard words beyond the Alchemist? Be ruld, and live like a fine gentleman That may have haukes and hounds and whores and horses,

The history of his life begins with keeping of whores, and ends with keeping of hogs; and as he fed high at first, so he does at last, for acorns are very high food.

In that one temple of Venus a thousand whores did prostitute themselves, as Strabo writes, besides Lais and the rest of better note: all nations resorted thither, as to a school of Venus.

"This is a republication of a dull, profligate Haywoodian production, in which all the males are rogues, and all the females whores, without a glimpse of plot, fable, or sentiment."

I doo protest she spoyles my family And rather growne a hyndrance to my trade Then benefitt; so that, if not to losse, I wishe that I were clerly ridd of her, For shee hathe gott a trick to my whores; And such as of themselves are impudent, When shee but coms in presens she makes blushe, As if ashamd of what they late had doon Or are about to doo.

whores and bawdes May lyve in every corner of the woorld, We knowe tis full of sinners.

He made her devout, shrewish, and the worst of whores.

I do not design to fall upon Failures in general, with relation to the Gift of Chastity, but at present only enter upon that large Field, and begin with the Consideration of poor and publick Whores.

Why I'le purse; if that raise me not, I'le bet at Bowling-alleyes, or man Whores; I would fain live by others: but I'le live whilst I am unhang'd, and after the thought's taken.

Get us good Whores, and for your part, I'le board you in an Alehouse, you shall have Cheese and Onions.

come, tell me Savil; where's the soundest Whores?

Ye old he Goat, ye dried Ape, ye lame Stallion, must you be leading in my house your Whores, like Fairies dance their night rounds, without fear either of King or Constable, within my walls?

Sav. 'Tis true, you were the first that told me of it I do remember yet in tears, you told me you would have Whores, and in that passion Sir, you broke out thus; Thou miserable man, repent, and brew three Strikes more in a Hogshead.

With none but Summer Whores upon my life Sir, my means and manners never could attempt above a hedge or hay-cock.

Sir I know you dare lie With none but Summer Whores upon my life Sir. Bes.