A pleasant dialogue betwixt two vvanton ladies of pleasure; or, The Dutchess of Porsmouths woful farwel to her former felicity. One lady she couragiously stands in her own defence; the other now doth seem to b[ow,] her colours are display'd, assuredly none can deny, the words she speaks is sence: she is content, her mind is but, still to maintain her trade. Tune of, Tan tarra rara, tan tivee.