The unthankful servant: or, A scolding match between two cracks of the town, Margery Merrythought, and Nancy her mistress, who taught her her trade. As they happened to meet near the Piazza's in Covent-Garden. To the tune of If Love's a sweet passion. Licensed according to order.

The Unthankful Servant : OR , A Scolding Match between Two CRACKS of the TOWN , Margery Merrythought , and Nancy her Mistress , who taught her her Trade . As they happened to meet near the Piazza's in Covent-Garden . To the Tune of If Love's a sweet Passion .

Licensed according to Order .

I. WEll met , my dear Sister , you 're grown very strange , For tho' every night thro' the City I range , I have never beheld you this six Weeks or more ; Have you such a full Trade at your Beldams own door , Without taking of pains for to walk too and fro ? It is well for you Margery , if it be so . II. Why Nancy what makes you discourse at this rate , It is very well known , that I ne'er want a Mate ; I have Lawyers , young Merchants , fine Sparks of the Town , That I need not go slaving , and trudge up and down , 'T is enough for such threadbare poor Housewives as you , To go cruising about for a Tester or two . III. You are but a Strumpet , your Friend to degrade , Pray remember last Winter I learn'd you your Trade ; And altho' you have had greater Fortune than I , Yet a Friend you have found me , you cannot deny ; When I took you with nothing both ragged and poor , Nay , and lent you the Topping & Gown which you wore . IV. But Mistress , quoth Margery , be not so hot , For the use of your Cloaths , you had half what I got , Which amounted sometimes to a Crown in a day ; Therefore I to my Grief did sufficiently pay For the use of your Topping , black Patches and Fans , And the best of my Work you took out of my hands . V. You are but a Hussy for telling me so , They were none but my Quarterly Cullies you know ; Honest Thomas the Barber , and Robin the Cook ; Not a penny or farthing of Money I took ; But I trusted till they did their Wages receive , And at this I was told , You did constantly grieve . VI. 'T is false : pray remember the Counsellor's Clark , Which I pick'd up my self near the Strand in the dark , Then I brought him home , thinking no harm I declare , I agreed for a Guinea , he liked my Ware : But you ogled him up to your Chamber above ; Thus I lost a good Booty , a Pox of your Love . VII . The reason of that I will presently clear , He had been my own Cully full three or four year ; He gives freely two Guineys , you bargain'd for one , Now I then understanding streight what you had done , I endeavour'd to get him from you in a trice , I being resolved to keep up the Price . VIII . But how did you keep up the price , when you brought Home a Taylor , who gave you no more than a Groat ? It is very well known I ne'er wrought at that rate , I would lye still a Month e'er a penny I 'd bate Of a Guinea , and that shall be honestly pay'd , It is such Jilts as you that have run down the Trade . IX . You see my rich Topping both gaudy and gay , I am Coach'd from a Tavern , a Ball , or a Play ; Whilst you here in a Tawdry Dress walk the street , And are glad of a 'Prentice , or whom you can meet ; I 'll not spend my Breath on you , and therefore adieu 'T is a Scandal for me to stand talking to you . FINIS .