Oh, shut the door af ter me, pull off the bool,
I'll blow out the candle for the best of you all.
And all the world shall ne
And all the world shall ne 'er me persuade,
And with heaving and thrust
Yet all the world shall ne
For I still can regain it and sell it once more
To some fop in the city who
And all the world shall ne 'er me persuade
But that I'm a maid and a very good maid
And all the world shall ne 'er me persuade,
with the blades of the town,
Venus should tumble me down,
Then all the world shall ne 'er me persuade,
But that I'm a maid, and a
When cook -maids by prentices oft are beguiled,
They're packed to the country when
Yet after de livery none them persuades,
But that they are maidens
For after their smatch to trading they fall,
Set up with a maidenhead,
And all the world shall ne 'er me persuade,
There's none above fifteen, but if
Therefore no gallant shall
But that as maids go, I'm a very good maid