The Amorous Welshman to his Mistress.
A Modest Shentle when hir see
The creat laugh her make on me,
And fine wink that her send
To hir, to come see hir frend;
Hir could not chuse pi got aprove,
Put 'twas entangle in her Love.
A Hundred tymes hir was a pout
To speak to her to panish dout,
Put hir being a Welshman porn,
Was fer her think her wod hir scorn;
And therefore was think nothing petter
Then put her love into a letter.
Hoping her will no ceptions take
Unto hir love for Country sake;
For say h••r be Welshman, what tan;
Pi got they be all Shentlemen:
Was desended from Shoves nown lyne,
Part Humain, and part Divine.
And from far Fenu•• that far gottess,
And twenty other shentle poddies:
••ector stout, and comely Paris,
Arthur Plutus King of Faries
Was hir own Cosen aull a Kin,
Au'l of the Powel's issue spring.