Nothing like to a good Wife:
Let a Man consider to the end,
A Loving Wife is his best Friend;
In sickness and in health I say,
She will stick to him night and day,
Oh a Loving Wife, I say give me,
And let all Light Huswifes Carted be:
There's never no Man by them gets good
If things be rightly understood:
Unwholsome Ware, I say they be
An Honest Wife of ones One, for my Money.
This may be Printed, R. P. To the Tune of, The Country Farmer.
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THere is many a Man that in England do dwell
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That loves novelty-meat better than any, one can tell
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But it can never hold, it will bring all to naught,
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If the business be search'd in and thoroughly sought:
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They'l say, change of Pasture it doth make fat Calves,
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But change of bad Women will make but lean Knaves:
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The best way is to let all bad Women alone
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And every Man be content with his own.
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What is't for a Man to work and take pains,
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When his Wife and his Children have none of the gains;
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But spend it abroad with those that are bad,
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I like no such doings it is wondrous sad;
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For Whores and bad Women will destroy a whole Mint;
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It's neither pleasing to God, nor no credit comes on't:
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The best way, etc.
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Bad Women has been the ruine of many a man,
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And many a good Woman by them are undone;
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And many poor Children are brought into want,
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When Men are so given to follow a bad Haunt:
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For there is too many in the World now all o're,
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Makes many poor Woman have great sorrow t' indure,
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The best way is to let all bad Women alone,
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And every Man, etc.
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Alass, that a Man should be so overseen
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To forget his poor Wife, that's so constant to him!
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To forget that great Vow that in marriage he made,
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And to love her so lightly, with so little regard,
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To mind a Light Woman that's not a good way,
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They'l ne'er do a Man good in his need I do say,
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The best way, etc.
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The second Part to the same Tune.
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IT vexes a good Wife, and it troubles her mind,
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To see when her Husband proves so unkind;
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To maintain other Women, and let her live in want,
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It is a displeasing to God, and no good will come on't;
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It has undone many a One, I say, to be sure,
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And Hell and Damnation at last will procure:
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The best way, etc.
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What is a Whore good for, but bring a Man to a Jayle,
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When his Stock it is wasted, and his goods they do fail?
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They'l undo any man, I do say, at the last,
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If he has not to fee them with money i' th' fist;
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And many a poor Wife is made but a slave,
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And lyes Crying at home, and wants what she should have:
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The best way, etc.
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There's ne'er an honest man, but he'll be of that mind,
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His one Wife is the best, and most love he shall find;
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If she be an honest Woman indeed,
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She may see him want, but she'll ne'er see him bleed:
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If a man stands in need, a Whore is far off,
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All the good he must look for, is a jear and a scoff:
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The best way, etc.
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These Silk-painted misses, let a man take great care,
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They'l empty a man's Pocket and they'l leave him thredbare;
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They destroy any man at the last to be sure,
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With Diseases and Poverty, and what she'll procure;
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God help that poor Woman, that has such a man,
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That will love one of those so much more than his one;
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The best way is, for to end the all strife,
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Is for every Man to love his own Wife.
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Concluding my Ditty of what we do tell,
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I wish all mankind they may ever do well;
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And hate all bad Women you that are so inclin'd,
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And cleave to your own Wives, and be loving and kind:
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Then God with his Goodness will be on their side,
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That marries a Wife, and does for her provide:
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Then defie all bad Women and let them alone,
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Best way for a man be content with his own.
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