The true Lovers Admonition.
Of all the Colours in the world,
the black hair is the best,
Though fair & brown may be well curl'd
yet black exceeds the rest:
That is the colour I do prize,
and love beyond all measure,
She that hath black Hair and black eyes,
esteem her as a treasure.
The Tune is, So Sweet is the Lass that Loves me,
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YOu pretty little young-men all,
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come listen to my Ditty,
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Beware how you in love do fall
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I'd have you wise and witty:
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But whensoe're you mak a vow,
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be sure you do not break it,
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For there be fair Young Maids enough,
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that willingly will take it.
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Let me a little you advise,
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that when you go a Wooing,
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You may chuse one that's fair and wise,
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least it be your undoing:
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The Lass that hath a rouling eye,
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will vow and quickly break it
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Though she at first seem to deny,
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I'le warrant thee boy she'l take it.
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Do not thou chuse a long-nos'd Lass,
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for she's inclin'd to scolding,
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And be to thee a plague, alas!
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be not to her beholding:
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What though she store of mony hath,
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you'd better take one naked,
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Not one in twenty that draws breath,
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but will go near to take it.
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And she that is splay-footed too,
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i'de have thee not to mind her,
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But chuse you one that's fair and true,
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if you know where to find her:
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For here and there you'l find one fair,
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will vow and will not break it,
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Not one in ten, I say agen,
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but will go near to take it.
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The Carrot pate be sure you hate,
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for she'l be true to man,
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But put her too't and she will do't,
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ond oft turns very common:
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She that is red upon the head,
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will doubtless ne'r forsake it,
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But wanton be, assuredly,
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and willingly will take it,
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She that hath hair that's bright and fair,
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will do the tcick most neatly,
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Of her i'de have you have a care,
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least she cheat you compleatly:
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Then do not try, for certainly,
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if you but at her shake it,
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She will conclude you are not rude,
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but freely she will take it.
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The Crump, the Hopper-arse & all,
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will make you no denial,
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They willingly will take a fall,
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if you come to the tryal:
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Youl'd find that I speak merrily,
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by no means will forsake it,
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It is well known there's few or none,
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but willingly will take it.
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The old, the young, the weak, the strong,
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full easily are tempted,
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They will not be perswaded from,
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nor from it be exempted:
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Then have a care, all colour'd hair,
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will right & reason make it,
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To use their own, since it is known,
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that moa or all will take it.
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But let me not forget to praise,
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the Glory of the Nation,
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For there is none that nowadays,
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are free from Loves temptation:
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Except it be the black, & she,
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hates Lust, & will forsake it,
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She'l live & die contentedly,
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bnd never mind to take it.
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Except it be with her own Dear,
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& then she'l ne'r deny it,
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To trade a touch, then there's no fear,
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but she'l resolve to try it,
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And willingly she will comply,
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though't were to lye stark naked,
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For 'tis well known, that with ones own,
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it is no shame to take it.
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Then you that do a Wooing go,
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be by a frend advised,
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For why, good counsel you do know,
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too often is dispised:
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Take some girls by the Petticoat,
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& do but gently shake it,
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Then presently she will plainly show't
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that merrily she will take it.
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And now for to conclude I say,
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you ought for to be careful,
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That you throw not yourselves away,
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then be exceeding fearful:
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Try but the black how she doth smack,
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she'l vow & ne'r will break it,
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First do her wed, then go to Bed
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and I warrant she will take it.
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