A good vvife, or none To a pleasant new tune.

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A good vvife, or none To a pleasant new tune.
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Imprinted at London :: for F. Coules,
[ca. 1640]
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Ballads, English -- 17th century.
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"A good vvife, or none To a pleasant new tune." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A15325.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 6, 2024.

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The second Part. To the same tune.

[illustration]

VVEll may we picture Cupid blinde, which roving shot his dart, And made my lover most vnkinde, to steale away my heart: Which cannot be restord againe, it is so love sicke growne; For she hath kil'd it with disdaine, therefore Ile lie alone.
Within that face I once did sée two diamond eyes, whose bright And glistring beames so dazled me, that I was ravisht quite, And struck so blind, I could not sée the way that I had gone: But from fond love I'm now set frée, and choose to lye alone.
This single life bréeds golden ease, no jealous thoughts offend; Unwedded wights goe where they please, and feare no changing friend; While married mates with musing mind, doe sob, and sigh, and grone, Because their Turtles prove vnkind: therefore, Ile lye alone.
What if the Willow Garland be appointed for my lot; Yet this content shall comfort me, false love is soone forgot: A second Love may make amends, now that the first is gone; For Cresid kind had choyce of friends, else still had lien alone.
For if I could but cull my Choyce, out of Diana's traine, Who will not heare the tempters voice; then might I love againe: And choose some yet more constant light, then that which lately shone, My equall fancie to requite: or still Ile lye alone.
For time and opportunitie, will win the coyest Dame, And overcome the chastest she, that beares the bravest name: Yea, Man was made for Womans good, not like the idle drone: But for to heat and stirre the blood; and not to lye alone.
FINIS.
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