Dol and Roger

Nay, Doll, quoth Roger, now you're caught, 

     I'll never let you go

Till you consent, —To what? says Doll,

     Zounds, Doll, why, do'stn't know?

She faintly screamed, and vowed she would

     If hurt, cry out aloud;

Ne'er fear, says he, then seized the fair,

     She sighed—and sighed—and vowed,—

A'nt I a Man, quoth Roger, ha!

     Me you need never doubt,

Now did I hurt you, Doll? quoth he,

     Or, pray? says Doll, did I cry out?