Westminster-drollery, or, A choice collection of the newest songs & poems both at court and theaters by a person of quality ; with additions.

A Song on the Declensions. The tune is, Shackle de hay.

MY Mistris she is fully known To all the five declensions, She'l seize 'em singly one by one, To take their true Dimensions. She ne'er declin'd yet any man, Yet they'l decline her now and then, In spight of her Inventions.

2.

First Musa is her Mothers name, And haec does still attend her: She is a hujus burley Dame, Though huic be but slender: Yet she'l have a hanc on every man, And hac him to do what he can, Unless they do befriend her.

3.

Magister was her Father too, And hic is still his man Sir, Nay si••ius is her Son also, And Dominus her Grandsire: Nay Lucus, Agnus, and that Lamb-like crew, She'l call 'em hunc's, I and hoc••s 'em too, Do all that e'er they can Sir.

4.

Next she's to lapis very kind, As honest hic has sed Sir; For she's to precious stones inclin'd Full long before she was wed Sir▪ Which made her Parents often say, That hic and haec both night and day, Was forc'd to watch her bed Sir.

5.

She beat poor manus with a Cane, Though he did often hand her From Whetstones-Park to Parkers-Lane, And was her constant Pandor. Yet give him man•• busses when That she could get no other men, That he could not withstand her.

6.

'Bout noon she'd with Meridies dine, And sup, and bed him too Sir: She'd make poor facies to her incline, In spight of all he could do Sir.

She day by day would dies pledge, Which set poor acies teeth an edge, And often made him spew Sir,

7.

Thus have I shew'd her Kindred here, And all her dear Relations, As Musa, Lapis, Magister, And all their antick fashions. Meridies, Manus, and Felix too Are happy that they never knew Any of all her station••.