The full lyrics of the song, taken from Supplement of Reserved Songs form Merry Drollery (1661):

Full forty times over I have strived to win,
Full forty times over repulsed have been,
But ‘tis forty to one but I’ll tempt her agen,
For he’s a dull Lover,
That so will give over,
Since thus runs the sport,
Since thus runs the sport.

Assault her but often, and you carry the Fort,
Since thus runs the sport,
Assault her but often, and you carry the Fort.

There’s a breach ready made, which still open hath been,
With thousands of thoughts to betray it within,
If you once but approach you are sure to get in,
Then stand not off coldly,
But venter on boldly,
With weapon in hand,
With weapon in hand,
If you once but approach, she’s not able to stand,
With weapon in hand,
If you once but approach, she’s not able to stand.

Some Lady-birds when down before them you sit,
Will think to repulse you with Fire-balls of wit,
But alas they’r but crackers, and seldome do hit,
Then vanquish them after,
With alarms of laughter,
Their Forces being broke,
Their Forces being broke,
And the fire quite out, you may vanquish in smoak,
Their Forces being broke,
And the fire quite out, you may vanquish in smoak.

With pride & with state, some out-works they make,
And with Volleys of frowns drive the enemy back,
If you mind her discreetly she’s easie to take,
Then to it, ne’r fear her,
But boldly come near her,
By working about,
By working about,
If you once but approach, she can ne’r hold it out,
By working about,
If you once but approach, she can ne’r hold it out.

Some Ladies with blushes and modesty fight,
And with their own fears the rude foe do affright,
But they’r eas’ly surpriz’d if you come in the night,
Then this you must drive at,
To parley in private,
And then they’re o’rthrown,
And then they’r o’rthrown.

If you promise them farely, they’l soon be your own,
And then they’r o’rthrown,
If you promise them fairly, they’l soon be your own.