Feth. Egad, Ned, a very excellent thing this; I'll lay out ten Reals
upon this Commodity. [They buy, whilst another Part of the Dance is
danc'd. Will. Behold this little Paper, which contains a Pouder, whose
Value surmounts that of Rocks of Diamonds and Hills of Gold; 'twas
this made Venus a Goddess, and was given her by Apollo, from her
deriv'd to Helen, and in the Sack of Troy lost, till recover'd by me
out of some Ruins of Asia. Come, buy it, Ladies, you that wou'd be
fair and wear eternal Youth; and you in whom the amorous Fire remains,
when all the Charms are fled: You that dress young and gay, and would
be thought so, that patch and paint, to fill up sometimes old Furrows
on your Brows, and set yourselves for Conquest, tho in vain; here's
that will give you aubern Hair, white Teeth, red Lips, and Dimples on
your Cheeks: Come, buy it all you that are past bewitching, and wou'd
have handsom, young and active Lovers. Feth. Another good thing, Ned.
Car. I'll lay out a Pistole or two in this, if it have the same Effect
on Men. Will. Come, all you City Wives, that wou'd advance your
Husbands to Lord Mayors, come, buy of me new Beauty; this will give it
tho now decay'd, as are your Shop Commodities; this will retrieve your
Customers, and vend your false and out of fashion'd Wares: cheat, lye,
protest and cozen as you please, a handsom Wife makes all a lawful
Gain.
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