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She often call'd her fenflefs Chit,

And would the never learn more Wit?

The Girl afham'd, and vex'd to hear This Tune ftill dunn'd into her Ear;

About of all the Neighbours fought,

Where the best Wit was to be bought.

All laugh'd; but fome among them fent her,

To find out Father Bonaventure;

For he, (they faid) was furnish'd well,

And reasonably cheap would fell.

Lucy with Joy heard what they said, But yet with Fear th' Advice obey'd; Much doubting least her Errand fhou'd Displease the Reverend Man of God. So mufing with her felf she went,

And argu'd thus on her Intent:

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Will fuch an Holy Man as he,
E'er talk to one fo Young as me?
I am not fifteen Summers old,
Sure he must think me very bold.

Her modeft Looks her Charms improve,

And make her a rich Feast for Love.

At length she' accofts the heav'nly Man,
And in these Terms her Suit began;
Moft Reverend Father, will you please
To pity a poor Virgin's Cafe?

By all the Neighbours round I'm told,
That Wit is by your Reverence fold.
On that Account I'm hither come,
Pray be fo kind t' afford me fome.
I'd gladly have what you can spare,
But hope it is not very dear:

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Tho' if the Purchase comes to more
Than the fmall Sum that I've in store,
This Ring of mine in Pawn I'll leave,
'Till I can get what you must have.

Then from her Hand she strove in hafte
To pluck the Ring, the Ring stuck fast.

The Fryar faw what Pains she took, And pitying much her honest Look, Told her, he'd have her be contented, He'd furnish her with what fhe wanted: Moft commonly we fell, 'tis true, But I'll take nothing for't of you;

Here come along, be free from fears, The Walls have neither Eyes, nor Ears, And all the Brotherhood's at Prayers.

Thus faying to his Cell he led,

And threw her backward on the Bed;

With Kisses next the Fair One try'd,

The Fair One turn'd her Head aside.
And wondrous innocently cries,

What, is it thus that we grow wife?
Tes Thus, and Thus, said he, then prest
With eager Hands her panting Breast.
What and fo too? Tes fo, quoth he,
You'll have it all now presently.
So holds her faft in his Embrace,
And Wit infinuates apace.

Still more Advantages he gains,

At laft the wifh'd-for Port obtains.

Lucy was pleas'd, and laughing fwore,

She never felt the like before.

The Fryar's was an humble Mind,

And much to Charity enclin'd;

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Still in his Arms he kept her close,
And gave her foon a fecond Dofe;

And for his Honour 'tis averr'd

He quickly after gave the third.

Lucy lamented her hard Fate,

That she should come to Wit so late.

But what if this, Sir, should not dò? ·
Why then we must begin anew;
Some other Medicine must be try'd:
No, this again, the Girl reply'd.
Well, to comply with your Requeft,
And fince you like this Phyfick beft ;

Leaft what you have, fhould fail to do,

Take it again before you go.

She lik'd th' Advice, and try'd once more
The Drug that pleas'd fo well before;

Then

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