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<HEAD>The Subtile Damo&s;el.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub"><HI>Or, Good Coun&s;el for Maids.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>Wherein &s;he &s;hews to every Maiden fair,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To take heed of fal&s;e young men wherever they are:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For Frummety <HI>Dick</HI> doth love well the Kettle,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And porrige pot <HI>Will</HI> is a man of great mettle.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>the new made Gentlewoman,</HI></OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>I Once had a Servant,</L>
<L>as other Maids have</L>
<L>That pretented to love me</L>
<L>but he proved a knave:</L>
<L>He thought by his tricks</L>
<L>to overcome me,</L>
<L>But I was as cunning</L>
<L>and crafty as he.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His tongue was &s;o tipt</L>
<L>with temptations that I</L>
<L>Out of his pre&s;ence or &s;ight</L>
<L>could not lie;</L>
<L>He call'd me his hony,</L>
<L>his duck and his dear:</L>
<L>But now his words to me</L>
<L>he doth them for&s;wear,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now I am fr&eacute;e from him,</L>
<L>I'm glad in my heart:</L>
<L>Its never be &s;aid, I will mourn</L>
<L>When we part:</L>
<L>But unto all Maids now</L>
<L>the truth I will &s;how</L>
<L>To take h&eacute;ed of fal&s;e young men</L>
<L>wherever they go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'th' fir&s;t place take heed,</L>
<L>and beware what I &s;ay&punc;</L>
<L>For when you are bound,</L>
<L>they'l force you to obey:</L>
<L>Nere tru&s;t a man</L>
<L>that hath a red No&s;e,</L>
<L>Before he'l want his liquor</L>
<L>he'l pawn your be&s;t cloaths:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There's <HI>Dick</HI> came and <HI>Harry:</HI></L>
<L>both <HI>Robin</HI> and <HI>Will</HI></L>
<L>Have &s;howed them&s;elves clowns,</L>
<L>and so they'l be &s;till:</L>
<L>For <HI>Peter</HI> at dancing</L>
<L>he put them all down</L>
<L>But <HI>John</HI> ki&s;t the be&s;t of all</L>
<L>men in the Town.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But though I did promi&s;e him</L>
<L>and count him the be&s;t</L>
<L>Yet he can di&s;&s;emble</L>
<L>as well as the re&s;t:</L>
<L>From eight&eacute;en to thirty</L>
<L>the&s;e young men I mind</L>
<L>Loves a wench in a corner,</L>
<L>if they can them find.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For this I'm re&s;olved,</L>
<L>and &s;o <HI>I</HI> &s;ay &s;till,</L>
<L>There's not one among&s;t twenty</L>
<L>but he both prove ill:</L>
<L>Search every City</L>
<L>and Town you &s;han't &s;ee</L>
<L>A man that proves con&s;tant</L>
<L>and faithful to be</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though <HI>John</HI> of good mettle,</L>
<L>and counted &s;o civil,</L>
<L>At a Frumme<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="under-inked" EXTENT="1 letter">y Kettle</L>
<L>he'l fight with the Devil:</L>
<L>Or at long &s;poon and cu&s;tard</L>
<L>he's a right hone&s;t man:</L>
<L>But <HI>I</HI> have for&s;ook him</L>
<L>then love him who can.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There's <HI>Bob</HI> a good fellow</L>
<L>to give him his due:</L>
<L>Such a young man again</L>
<L>I think there is but few:</L>
<L>Yet with one di&s;ea&s;e he is</L>
<L>troubled <HI>I</HI> &s;mell,</L>
<L>If he m&eacute;et with a wench,</L>
<L>he can't ki&s;s her but tell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Al&s;o came the Taylor</L>
<L>and the Weaver <HI>I</HI> di&s;cern,</L>
<L>The one is for Shreds,</L>
<L>the others for Yarn:</L>
<L>The&s;e two boon Companion<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>work hard I do &s;ee,</L>
<L>And they'r &s;triving which of them</L>
<L>the be&s;t thief will be,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>La&s;t <HI>Valentines</HI> day</L>
<L>I met with my Dear,</L>
<L>He took me by the hand,</L>
<L>and lead me to the Fair:</L>
<L>He gave me fine fairings,</L>
<L>to ki&s;s me was bold:</L>
<L>But at la&s;t I do give him</L>
<L>the dog for to hold,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His eloquent &s;p&eacute;eches</L>
<L>could do him no good,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> can give him fair words,</L>
<L>and then leave i' th' mud:</L>
<L>He talkt of d&eacute;ep learning,</L>
<L>but <HI>I</HI> did him tell</L>
<L>That he went to &s;chool</L>
<L>in &s;ome bottomle&s;s well.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The world now adaies</L>
<L>it is come to that pa&s;s,</L>
<L>That every Boy now</L>
<L>doth look for a La&s;s:</L>
<L>Theres Bacon-fac'd <HI>Harry</HI></L>
<L>as &s;hort as my thumb,</L>
<L>All ar&s;e and no body, Sing</L>
<L>come pudding come.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e young men &amp; more of them</L>
<L>which <HI>I</HI> could name,</L>
<L>To wrong pretty Maidens</L>
<L>they think it no &s;hame.</L>
<L>But what &s;hou'd we &s;peak on't?</L>
<L>it oft has been tri'd,</L>
<L>That hone&s;t young men</L>
<L>they cannot abide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus Maids have <HI>I</HI> told you</L>
<L>&s;ome part of my mind,</L>
<L>How 'tis very heard a good</L>
<L>Husband to find.</L>
<L>Though my Love hath left me,</L>
<L>to grieve <HI>I</HI> ne'er &s;hall:</L>
<L>If the re&s;t prove no better,</L>
<L>old Nick take them all</L>
</LG>
<BYLINE>By J. Wade</BYLINE>
<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>London, Printed for Richard Hardy at the Hor&s;hoe in We&s;t Smithfield.</HI></P>
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