See also Hogarth’s picture series “A Harlot’s Progress.” Innocent country girl arrives in 18th-Century London seeking work as a seamstress . . . and finds it, at least in the Ankh-Morporkian sense of the word.
There’s also this verse from Oliver:
She was from the country
But now she’s up a gum tree
She let a fellow feed her
Then lead her along
What’s the good of cryin’?
She’s made her bed to lie in
She’s glad to bring a coin in
And join in this song
Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, that’s how it goes!
Oom-pa-pa, oom-pa-pa, everyone knows!
She is no longer the same blushing rose
Ever since oom-pa-pa!