A Merry Dialogue between a Maid and her Master,
OR all Covet all Lose.
All you that list to hear a jest,
Give ear to what shall be exprest
And you shall know what words were said
Between a Master and a Maid
After they had a bargain made
This Couple drove a Subtle trade,
If youl be pleased to stay a while,
I'me sure this jest will make you smile.
To a delightful new Tune, called, Fill her belly full, full,
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Master.
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I Have a house trim'd up most gallant and brave
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And a good servant maid my desire is to have,
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Ile give her what wages so ever sheel crave,
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And Ile fill her belly full, full,
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She shall have her belly full, full.
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Maid.
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I am a poor Maiden and fain would do well
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To find a good Master if I could but tell,
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So that I might have meat and drink at my will
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And go with my belly, etc.
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Master.
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Fair Maid if thou a servant wilt be
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And art minded for to dwell with me,
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So that I may injoy thy company.
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Thou shalt have thy belly etc.
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Maid.
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The Maidens of our Town loveth good cheer,
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Long pudings and sweet breads all the whole year,
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They care not though bread corn be never so dear.
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o they have their belly etc,
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Master.
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Why then fair maid thou must have a regard,
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To hold out thy labour be it never so hard,
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And for thy endeavours I will thee reward.
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Ile give thee thy, etc.
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Maid
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Your houshold work Master, Ime willing to do
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And any thing I am desired by you
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Ile make your bed soft, and do th'other thing too
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So that I may have my, etc,
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Master.
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Fair Maid, I see thou art proper and tall
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Yet sometimes the weakest do go to the wall
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But methimks a woman shews the comliest of all,
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When she goes with her, etc.
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Maid.
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I like of your kindness and proffers to me,
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And your friendship to me in every degree,
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But the puddings and sweet breads I long for to see
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That I may have my belly full, full.
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That I might have my belly full, full,
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Master.
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THen first thou must get the butchers good will
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to save all the sweet breads when oxen they kill
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That is the best way, and Ile [u]se my best skill
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Cause thou shalt have thy belly full, full,
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Cause thou shalt have thy belly full full.
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Maid.
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What wages kind Master pray will you give me,
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That I for my labour may look to receive,
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Pray tell me the truth that I may you beleive
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When I go with my belly, etc.
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Master.
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Ile buy thee new cloathing made fit for thy back,
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And thou shalt each morning drink sugar and Sack,
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And Ile give thee a toy some pretty Maids lack,
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And Ile fill, etc.
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When he had thus spoken, they joyntly agreed,
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And twelve pence in earnest he gave her with speed
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And after concluded to do her a good deed;
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twas to fill up her, etc.
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For the very same night the bargain was made,
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The Master himself went to bed with's Maid,
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No doubt but her wages he twice over paid
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For she had her belly filld, etc.
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He gave her a breakfast as she did it call,
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He gave her a pudding but that was but small,
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She told him that she must have sweat bread & all,
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For to fill up, etc.
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But after this meriment sorrow befel,
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The pudding he gave her made her for to swell
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Which caus'd her with tears this sad story to tell,
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He had filld up her belly too full,
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Her Master grew angry with her therefore
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And calld her lewd strumpet, false quene and base whore
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And therewithal he turned her out of door,
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Her belly being wonderous full,
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Let all other Maidens that hear this new Song
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Take heed how they deal with a false hearted man,
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In trusting her Master she did her self wrong,
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For he filld her belly too full, etc.
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There's choice of fine junkets for Maidens to eat,
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The which may be had at a very cheap rate;
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But pudings and sweet breads are dangerous meat
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If you fill your bellies too full,
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If you fill your bellies too full, full.
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FINIS.
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