The vvooing maid, or A faire maid neglected, forlorne and reiected, that would be respected: which to have effected, this generall summon she sendeth in common, come Tinker, come Broomman, she will refuse no man. To the tune of, Il'be the dad out.

The wooing Maid, OR

A faire maid neglected, Forlorne and reiected, That would be respected: Which to have effected, This generall Summon She sendeth in common, Come Tinker, come Broomman, She will refuse no man.

To the tune of, Is'be the dad ont.

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I Am a faire Maid if my glasse doe not flatter, Yet by the effects I can find no such matter: For euery one else can haue Suters great plenty, Most marry at fourtéene, but I am past twenty.

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid, take me for pitty.

I sée by experience, which makes me to wonder, That many haue Swéethearts at fiftéene, and vnder, And if they passe sixtéen they think their time wasted, O what shall become of me, I am out-casted:

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid, take me for pitty.

I vse all the motiues my sex will permit me, To put men in mind, that they may not forget me: Nay sometimes I set my commission o'th tenters, Yet let me doe what I will neuer a man venters.

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid take me for pitty.

When I goe to weddings, or such merry méetings, I sée other maids how they toy with their swée∣tings, But I 〈◊〉〈◊〉 alone like an abiect forsaken, Woe's me for a husband what course shall be taken?

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid take me for pitty.

When others to dancing are courteously chosen, I am the last taken among the halfe dozen, And yet among twenty not one can excell me: What shall I doe in this case, some good man tell me.

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid take me for pitty.

The second part

To the same tune.

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TIs said that one wedding produceth another, This I haue heard told by my father and mother: Before one shall scape me, Ile goe without bidding, O that I could find out some fortunate wedding.

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O if you lack a maid take me for pitty.

Sure I am vnfortunate of all my kindred, Else could not my happinesse be so long hindred: My mother at eightéene had two sons and a daughter, And I'm one and twenty, not worth looking after.

Come gentle, &c.

My sister that's nothing so handsome as I am, Had sixe or seuen Suters, and she did deny them: Yet she before sixtéene was luckily marry'd, O Fates, why are things so vnequally carry'd?

Come gentle, &c.

My kinswoman Sisly in all parts mis-shapen, Yet she on a husband by fortune did happen, Before she was ninetéene years old (at the furthest) Among all my Linage am I the vnworthiest.

Come gentle, &c.

There are almost forty both poorer and yonger, Within few yeares marry'd, (yet I must stay longer) Within foure miles compasse, O is't not a wonder, Scant none aboue twenty, some s••••téene, some vnder.

Come gentle, &c.

I hold my selfe equall with most in the parish, For feature, for parts, and what chiefly doth cherish, The fire of affection, which is store of money, And yet there is no man will set loue vpon me.

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O let me not die a maid, take me for pitty.

Who euer he be that will ease my affliction, And cast vpon me an auspicious affections Shall find me tractable still to content him, That he of his bargaine shall neuer repent him.

Come gentle, &c.

Ile neither be giuen to scold nor be iealous, He nere shall want money, to drink with good fellows▪ While he spends abroad, I at home will be sauing, Now iudge, am not I a Lasse well worth the hauing?

Come gentle, &c.

Let none be offended, nor say I'm vnciuill, For I néeds must haue one, be he good or euill: Nay rather then faile Ile haue a Tinker or Broom-man, A Pedler, an Inkman, a Mat man, or some man,

Come gentle, come simple, come foolish, come witty, O let me not die a maid, take me for pitty,

M.P.

FINIS.