Ballad—in She is Mad for a Husband

Young Doll a comely village girl Was courted by a huge rich squire, Who offer'd diamonds, gold, and pearl, Or gossip fame's a wounded liar: But to honest Doll Virtue was all, So he could ne'er get nothing by her; And for all his jeer, With a flea in his ear, She packing sent this huge rich 'squire.

One day as he had hunting been, Come cross the fields this huge rich 'squire, On the finest horse that e'er was seen, And spying Doll, wai all on fire. Doll, in a fright, Saw him alight, And run o'er bramble and o'er briar; But, in the nick, What a cunning trick, The gipsy play'd this huge rich 'squire.

Finding herself quite overtook, She cried out to this huge rich 'squire, I fear my father sees us—look 'Over the hedge a little higher. While he upon This work was gone, Doll mounts his horse, and in the mire, Of hope bereft, She fairly left, To curse his stars, this huge rich 'squire.