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[O ]r, a pretty Jest of a Bride and a Bridegroome, where the Bridegroom[e] was
most neately deceived of his Sweet-heart by a Servingman.
To the Tune of, Better late thrive then never .
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[A ]Mongst all the creatures by sea land & Ayre,
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beleeve me I thinke there is no man,
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[?] finde one that equally he may compare,
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[?] lewd and unconstant Woman:
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[Th]e Mother beguiled the Daughter of love,
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[Th]e Daughter her Mother deceiv'd of her mate,
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[?]t now a strange story I mean to relate
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[H]ow a rich Goldsmith was cozend[,] was cozend
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[o]h how a rich Goldsmith was cozend.
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[No]t far hence of late a rich Goldsmith did dwell,
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[?]honest reputation,
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[?]ho in his rare skill did so many excell,
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[?]at he merited comendation,
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[?] fell into love with a rich mans Daughter,
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[?] to win her affection he daily besought her,
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[Sh]e gave her consent, but she cozend him after,
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[o]h this the rich Goldsmith she cozend, etc.
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[W]hen he by his care and good carriage at last,
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[?]ad behaviour had won her affection,
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[?]d many deepe vowes betwixt them had past,
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[?]e make sure each others election:
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[?] marke but a womans unconstant behaviour,
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[?]hen hee had assured her never to leave her.
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[?]d she had vowd faith till death did bereave her,
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[y]et she the rich Goldsmith did cozen, etc.
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The day was appoynted they maried would be,
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before a whole congregation,
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Their friends were invited to witnes and see
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the end of this my relation:
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Neere London i'th Countrey as I doe heare,
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At an In was prepared both wine bread & beere,
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& for all their friends & acquaintance great cheer,
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and yet the rich Goldsmith she cozend, &c.
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The Goldsmith his faith & his promise did keepe
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which to the mans daughter he plighted,
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Wishing that the time might vanish like sleepe,
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his sences were so delighted,
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To thinke of the joyes that in marriage bed was,
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Especially with such a delicate Lasse,
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But his Touch stone did proove all his gold to be brasse
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for the Bride the rich Goldmsith did cozen, etc.
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When his expectation was come to an end,
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which was chiefely his marriage day,
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The joviall Bridegroome with al his good friends
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came to fetch the mans Daughter away:
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but when he came ther he heard such a heavy news
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That all outward joyes he did wholy refuse,
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And all his good friends & acquaintance did muse,
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and griev'd that the Goldsmith was cozend.
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and griev'd that the Goldsmith was cozend.
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[? t ]old him that twas but an hower before
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[?]trary unto his own wishes :)
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[?]an Serving-man for his own store,
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[?] all the Cookes other dishes;
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[?]hat dish, and with him carried it,
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[?] in service he had learned wit,
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[?]ow to chuse out a delicate bit:
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[Oh, t ]he rich Gold-smith he cozend, etc.
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[?]e disliked his Mettle, or Touch-stone,
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[?]ers I dare not be bold with,
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[?] men by these presents be't knowne,
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[?]ly abused the Goldsmith;
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[?]arge summes of money did take,
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[?] great day, her apparell to make,
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[?] she did for the Serving-mans sake,
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[?]re the Gold-smith she cozend, etc.
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[?]ay be true, this Serving-man was,
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[?]no wealthy estate:
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[?]er contented this lusty brave lasse,
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[?] Gold-smiths rich cupboard of plate;
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[?] of plate yeelds a great deale of pleasure,
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[?] and pretious Stones are the chiefe treasure ,
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[?]ich contenteth brave minds out of measure.
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[?]e brave Gold-smith was cozend, etc.
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[? Gold-s]mith departed with sorrow and care,
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[?]ould be thus disgraced,
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[?]xtreame sickenesse his body doeth weare,
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[?]eutie is quite defaced.
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Where he lies so weake if report truely tell.
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The Sexton twise for him hath toled the bell,
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But tis not yet knowne where this false brided d[?]
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That thus the rich Goldsmith hath cozend, etc.
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Those he had invited to see this great wedding,
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As some of the company say,
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Unto this banquet without any bidding,
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They hasted the readiest way,
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Where every of them was merry and glad,
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Such store of good cheere, and all dainties they [had]
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And no man amongst them had cause to be sad:
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But that the brave Gold-smith was cozend, etc.
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Let every man that doeth heare of this matter,
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In his choice have a speciall care,
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And credit not every one that doeth flatter,
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For some maides are slippery ware,
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I wish this false bride my plaine boldnesse t'excus[?]
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And never here after to play fast and loose,
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But I feare that she never will leave her old use:
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Because the rich Gold-smith she cozend, etc.
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All maydes to your lovers be constant and kinde
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When once y'are contracted together,
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Doe not like the weather-cocke turne with each [?]
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And every blast of fowle weather:
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A womans Inconstancie's such a disgrace
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It all her good vertues doeth wholy deface,
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Witnesse this false Bride who's asham'd in each pl[ace]
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[That the rich Gold-smith she cozened, etc .]
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