What creature is in health, eyther yong or olde

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What creature is in health, eyther yong or olde
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Udall, Nicholas, 1505-1556.
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[London :: H. Denham for T. Hacket?,
1566?]
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"What creature is in health, eyther yong or olde." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A14193.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 7, 2024.

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Certaine Songs to be song by those which shall vse this Come∣die or Enterlude.

The Seconde Song.

WHo so to marry a minion Wyfe, Hath hadde good chaunce and happe, Must loue hir and cherishe hir all his life, And dandle hir in his lappe.
If she will fare well, yf she wyll go gay, A good husbande euer styll, What euer she lust to doe, or to say, Must lette hir haue hir owne will.
About what affaires so euer he goe, He must shewe hir all his mynde, None of hys counsell she may be kept frée, Else is he a man vnkynde.

The fourth Song.

I Mun be maried a Sunday I mun be marieb a Sunday,

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Who soeuer shall come that way, I mun be maried a Sunday.
Royster Doyster is my name, Royster Doyster is my name, A lustie brute I am the same, I mun be maried a Sunday.
Christian Custance haue I founde, Christian Custance haue I founde, A Wydowe worthe a thousande pounde, I mun be maried a sunday.
Custance is as swéete as honey, Custance is as swéete as honey, I hir lambe and she my coney, I mun be marieb a Sunday.
When we shall make our weddyng feast, When we shall make oure weddyng feast, There shall bée chéere for man and beast, I mun be married a Sunday. I mun be maried a Sunday. &c.

The Psalmodie

PLacebo dilexi,

Maister Roister Doister wil streight go home and die, Our Lorde Iesus Christ his soule haue mercie vpon: Thus you sée to day a man, to morow Iohn.
Yet sauing for a womans extréeme crueltie, He might haue lyued yet a moneth or two or thrée,

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But in spite of Custance which hath him weried, His mshyp shall be worshipfully buried. And while some piece of his soule is yet hym within, Some parte of his funeralls let vs here beginne.

Dirige.

He will go darklyng to his graue. Neque lux, neque crux, nisi solum clinke, Neuer gentman so went toward heauen I thinke.
Yet sirs as ye wyll the blisse of heauen win, When he commeth to the graue ay hym softly in, And all men take heede by this one Gentleman, How you sette your loue vpon an vnkinde woman: For these women be all suche madde piuish elues, They wyll not be woonne except it please them selues. But in faith Custance if euer ye come in hell, Maister Roister Doister shall serue you as well. Good night Roger olde knaue, Farewel Roger olde knaue. Good night Roger olde knaue, knaue, knap. Nequando, Audi•••• vocem. Requiem aeternam.

The Peale of belles rong by the parish Clerk, and Roister Doisters foure men.

The first Bell a Triple.
When dyed he? When dyed he?
The seconde.
We haue hym, We haue hym.
The thirde
Royster Doyster, Royster Doyster.
The fourth Bell.
He commeth, He commeth.
The greate Bell.
Our owne, Our owne.
FINIS.

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