And listen to my Story;
I shall not you of ought beguile,
But plainly lay before ye:
How Buxome Ruth had often strove,
With no small Pains and Labour;
Her own Sufficiency to prove,
By many a Brawny Neighbour.
She oft was heard for to Complain,
But still with little Profit;
That Nature made her Charms in vain,