Cupid's court of equity. The scornful lady quickly took, while she her love disdain'd: she was prick'd down in Cupid's book, his vassal she remain'd. Tune of, When first I bid my love good-morrow.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-Smithfield,
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