Wandering Virgin

The Wandering Virgin: Or, The Coy Lass Well Fitted The Wandering Virgin: or, the Coy Lass Well Fitted. Virgins whose coyness & disdain does proveThe fatal ruine of cemented Love, Learn, and beware, lest you like me cry outI’le find my Love, or search the world about. You Virgins so pretty hear what I relate,…

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I Wish the Wars Were All Over

I Wish the Wars Were All Over A New Sea Song. I wish The Wars Were All Over Down in the meadow, the violets so blue, There I saw pretty Polly milking her cow, The song that she sung made all the grove ring, My Billy is gone and left me to serve the King…

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