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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB N="28" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 1 -->
<HEAD>The Cruell Shrow: OR, The Patient Mans Woe.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>Declaring the mi&s;ery, and the great paine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By his vnquiet wife he doth dayly &s;u&s;taine.</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI>To the Tune of <HI>Cuckolds all arowe.</HI></HI></OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
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<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>COme Batchelers and Maried men,</L>
<L>and li&s;ten to my Song;</L>
<L>And I will &s;hew you plainely then,</L>
<L>the iniury and wrong</L>
<L>That con&s;tantly I doe &s;u&s;taine,</L>
<L>by the vnhappy life,</L>
<L>The which does put me to great pains,</L>
<L>by my vnquiet wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sh&eacute;e neuer linnes her bauling,</L>
<L>her tongue it is &s;o loud,</L>
<L>But alwaies &s;hee'le be railing,</L>
<L>and will not be contrould:</L>
<L>For &s;hee the Briches &s;till will weare,</L>
<L>although it breedes my &s;trife,</L>
<L>If I were now a Batcheler,</L>
<L>I'de neuer have a Wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sometime I give i'the morning,</L>
<L>about my dayly worke.</L>
<L>My wife &s;he will be &s;norting,</L>
<L>and in her bed &s;hy'le lurke:</L>
<L>Vntill the Chimes doe goe at Eight,</L>
<L>then &s;he'le beginne to wake;</L>
<L>Her mornings draught well &s;piced &s;traight</L>
<L>to cleare her eyes &s;he'le take.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As &s;oone as &s;hee is out of bed,</L>
<L>her Looking-gla&s;&s;e &s;he takes,</L>
<L>So vainely is she dayly led</L>
<L>her mornings worke &s;h&eacute;e makes</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In putting on her brane atyre,</L>
<L>that fine and co&s;tly be.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t I worke hard in durt and mire,</L>
<L>alacke what remedy.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;he goes foorth a Go&s;&s;iping,</L>
<L>among&s;t her owne Comrades.</L>
<L>And th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">n &s;he falls a bowling,</L>
<L>with her merry blades:</L>
<L>When I come from my labour hard,</L>
<L>then &s;hee'le begin to &s;could,</L>
<L>And calls me Rogue without regard,</L>
<L>which makes my heart <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ull cold.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When I come home into my hou&s;e,</L>
<L>thinking to take my re&s;t:</L>
<L>Then &s;he'le begin me to abu&s;e,</L>
<L>before &s;he did but <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word">:</L>
<L>With out you Ra&s;kall, you haue b&eacute;ene</L>
<L>abroad to meet your Whoore:</L>
<L>Then &s;hee takes vp a Cudgels end,</L>
<L>and breaks my head full &s;ore.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When I for quietne&s;&s;e &s;ake de&s;ire,</L>
<L>my wife for to be &s;till;</L>
<L>She will not grant what I require,</L>
<L>but &s;weares &s;hee'le haue her will:</L>
<L>Then if I chance to heaue my hand;</L>
<L>&s;traight way &s;he'le murder cry:</L>
<L>Then iudge all men that here doe &s;tand,</L>
<L>in what a ca&s;e am I.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>ANd if a friend by chance me call,</L>
<L>to drinke a pot of Beere;</L>
<L>Then &s;he'le begin to cur&s;e and brall,</L>
<L>and fight, and &s;cratch, and teare:</L>
<L>And &s;weares vnto my worke &s;he'le &s;end</L>
<L>me &s;traight without delay,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e with the &s;ame Cudgels end,</L>
<L>&s;hee will me &s;oundly pay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And if I chance to &s;it at meat,</L>
<L>upon &s;ome holy day,</L>
<L>She is &s;o &s;ullen &s;he will not eate,</L>
<L>but vexe me euer and aye:</L>
<L>She'le pout, and loure, and cur&s;e &amp; bann,</L>
<L>this is the weary life</L>
<L>That I doe leade, poore harmele&s;&s;e man,</L>
<L>with my mo&s;t dogged wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then is not this a pitteous cau&s;e,</L>
<L>Let all men now it trie,</L>
<L>And giue their verdits by the Lawes,</L>
<L>betweene my wife and I,</L>
<L>And judge the cau&s;e, who is to blame,</L>
<L>Ile to their Iudgement &s;tand,</L>
<L>And be contented with the &s;ame,</L>
<L>and put thereto my hand.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If I abroad goe any where,</L>
<L>my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e for to doe,</L>
<L>Then will my Wife a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e be there,</L>
<L>for to encrea&s;e my woe:</L>
<L>Straight way &s;he &s;uch a noi&s;e wil make,</L>
<L>with her mo&s;t wicked tongue,</L>
<L>That all her mates her part to take,</L>
<L>about me &s;oone will thronge.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus am I now tormented &s;till,</L>
<L>with my mo&s;t cruell Wife,</L>
<L>All through her wicked tongue &s;o ill,</L>
<L>I am weary of my life:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I know not truely what to doe,</L>
<L>nor how my &s;elfe to mend;</L>
<L>This lingring life doth br&eacute;ede my woe,</L>
<L>I would twere at an ende</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O that &s;ome harmele&s;&s;e hone&s;t man,</L>
<L>whom Death did &s;o befriend,</L>
<L>To take his Wife from of his hand,</L>
<L>his &s;orrowes for to end:</L>
<L>Would change with me to rid my care,</L>
<L>and take my wife aliue,</L>
<L>For his Dead wife vnto his &s;hare,</L>
<L>then I would hope to thriue.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But &s;o it likely will not be,</L>
<L>that is the wor&s;t of all,</L>
<L>For to encrea&s;e my dayly woe,</L>
<L>and for to br&eacute;ed my fall.</L>
<L>My wife is &s;till mo&s;t froward bent,</L>
<L>&s;uch is my luckle&s;&s;e fate,</L>
<L>There is no man will be content,</L>
<L>with my vnhappy &s;tate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus to conclude and make an ende,</L>
<L>of the&s;e my Ver&s;es rude,</L>
<L>I pray all wiues for to amende,</L>
<L>and with peace to be endude:</L>
<L>Take warning all men by the life,</L>
<L>that I &s;u&s;tained long,</L>
<L>Be carefull how you'le chu&s;e a Wife,</L>
<L>and &s;o Ile ende my Song.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Arthur Halliarg.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<P>London, Printed by <HI>M. P.</HI> for <HI>Henry Go&s;&s;on</HI> on London Bridge neere the Gate.</P>
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