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You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in the show A noble Italian called Signior Dildo? This signior was one of the Duchess's train And helped to conduct her over the main; But now she cries out, 'To the Duke I will go, I have no more need for Signior Dildo.' At the Sign of the Cross in St James's Street, When next you go thither to make yourselves sweet By buying of powder, gloves, essence, or so, You may chance to get a sight of Signior Dildo. You would take him at first for no person of note, Because he appears in a plain leather coat, But when you his virtuous abilities know, You'll fall down and worship Signior Dildo. My Lady Southesk, heaven prosper her for't, First clothed him in satin, then brought him to court; But his head in the circle he scarcely durst show, So modest a youth was Signior Dildo. The good Lady Suffolk, thinking no harm, Had got this poor stranger hid under her arm. Lady Betty by chance came the secret to know And from her own mother stole Signior Dildo. The Countess of Falmouth, of whom people tell Her footmen wear shirts of a guinea an ell, Might save that expense, if she did but know How lusty a swinger is Signior Dildo. By the help of this gallant the Countess of Rafe Against the fierce Harris preserved herself safe; She stifled him almost beneath her pillow, So closely she embraced Signior Dildo. The pattern of virtue, Her Grace of Cleveland, Has swallowed more pricks than the ocean has sand; But by rubbing and scrubbing so wide does it grow, It is fit for just nothing but Signior Dildo. Our dainty fine duchesses have got a trick To dote on a fool for the sake of his prick, The fops were undone did their graces but know The discretion and vigour of Signior Dildo. The Duchess of Modena, though she looks so high, With such a gallant is content to lie, And for fear that the English her secrets should know, For her gentleman usher took Signior Dildo. The Countess o'th'Cockpit (who knows not her name? She's famous in story for a killing dame), When all her old lovers forsake her, I trow, She'll then be contented with Signior Dildo. Red Howard, red Sheldon, and Temple so tall Complain of his absence so long from Whitehall. Signior Barnard has promised a journey to go And bring back his countryman, Signior Dildo. Doll Howard no longer with His Highness must range, And therefore is proferred this civil exchange: Her teeth being rotten, she smells best below, And needs must be fitted for Signior Dildo. St Albans with wrinkles and smiles in his face, Whose kindness to strangers becomes his high place, In his coach and six horses is gone to Bergo To take the fresh air with Signior Dildo. Were this signior but known to the citizen fops, He'd keep their fine wives from the foremen o'their shops; But the rascals deserve their horns should still grow For burning the Pope and his nephew, Dildo. Tom Killigrew's wife, that Holland fine flower, At the sight of this signior did fart and belch sour, And her Dutch breeding the further to show, Says, 'Welcome to England, Mynheer Van Dildo.' He civilly came to the Cockpit one night, And proferred his service to fair Madam Knight. Quoth she, 'I intrigue with Captain Cazzo; Your nose in mine arse, good Signior Dildo.' This signior is sound, safe, ready, and dumb As ever was candle, carrot, or thumb; Then away with these nasty devices, and show How you rate the just merit of Signior Dildo. Count Cazzo, who carries his nose very high, In passion he swore his rival should die; Then shut himself up to let the world know Flesh and blood could not bear it from Signior Dildo. A rabble of pricks who were welcome before, Now finding the porter denied them the door, Maliciously waited his coming below And inhumanly fell on Signior Dildo. Nigh wearied out, the poor stranger did fly, And along the Pall Mall they followed full cry; The women concerned from every window Cried, 'For heaven's sake, save Signior Dildo.' The good Lady Sandys burst into a laughter To see how the ballocks came wobbling after, And had not their weight retarded the foe, Indeed't had gone hard with Signior Dildo.
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