London drollery, or, The wits academy being a select collection of the newest songs, lampoons, and airs alamode : with several other most ingenious peices [sic] of railery, never before published / by W.H.

The Little Childrens Figure-Dance, at Mr. Young's Ball,

and to that Tune.

SOme pretty Ladies No bigger than Babies: Did dance at a Ball so well, Yet so little they were, And so young, you'd swear They were newly come out of the shell.

But yet these little things Did keep both time and figure, And to give 'em their due, They footed it true: And the less as well as the bigger.

2.

And first pretty C— Did mount like a Lark, To seek out her lovely Mate: I mean T. H. That witty Bearn, Who readily came to her strait, Then th' other airy Cl— Did look for her rosy-cheek Dove, Sweet W—Y— the mild, That modest Child, Who handsomly to her did move.

3.

Witty S—f— too, Did wheel to and fro, And nimbly tript it about, With her Partner S— That was airy and blithe, And neither of both were out.

Then pretty S—b—she Did follow this little Crew, With her Partner eke, Pretty M—d—the Meek, Who still danc'd every thing true.

4.

At the end of the Tune, But not too soon, They all did make a stand; And when they had done, Then every one Their Partners took by th' hand. At last these pretty things Their Honours did so well, That all did say, For their Age, that they Did bear away the Bell.