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The second part,
to the same tune.
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TWere strange indéed for me to utter
that without Cream he should make buter
Now having shewd his Huswivery,
Who did all things thus oukwardly,
Vnto the Good-wife jle turn my Rime.
And tell you how she spent her time.
She daily us'd to drive the Plow,
But to do't well she knew not how,
She made so many bank i'th ground'
He had béen better have given five pound
That she had never tan't in hand,
So sorely she had spoild his Land.
As she did sow the séed likewise,
She made a feast for Crows and Pies,
She threw a handful at a place,
And left all bare another space,
At th'Harrow she could not rule her Mare
But hid one Land and left two bare.
And shortly after on a day,
As she came home with a load of Hay,
She overthrew it, nay and worse.
She broke the Cart, and ••kild a Horse,
The good-man the same time had ill luck,
He let in the Sow, and she kil'd a Duck.
And being grieved at his heart,
For losse on's Duck his Horse and Cart.
And many hurts on both sides done,
His eyes did with salt water run,
O now, quoth he, full well I sée,
The Whéel's for her, the Plow for me.
I thée intreat quoth he good Wife,
To take thy charge, and all my life,
Ile never meddle with Huswivery more,
Nor find such faults as I did before,
Give me the Car-whip and the Flaile,
Take thou the Chyrn and Milking-pail
The good-Wife she was well content,
And about her Huswivery she went,
He to Hedging and to Ditching,
Reaping, Mowing, Lading, Pitching,
He would be twatling still before,
But after he nere twailed more.
I wish all Wives that troubled be.
With Hose and Dublet, Huswivery,
To serve them as this Woman did,
Then may they work and nere be chid,
Though she i'th interim had some losse,
Thereby she was eas'd of a crosse,
Take héed of this you Husbandmen,
Let Wives alone to grope the Hen,
And meddle you with the Horse and Oxe
And kéep your Lambs from Wolfe & Fox
So shall you live contented lives,
And take swéet pleasure in your wives