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<HEAD>The Chearful Husband: <HI>Or. The De&s;pairng Wife.</HI></HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">In a Dialogue between a loving Couple, about the Cares and Cro&s;&s;es of the&s;e trouble&s;ome Times.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The Jealous Lover.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<HEAD>Woman.</HEAD>
<L>SWeet kind and loving Husband dear,</L>
<L>We &s;hall be ruin'd now, I fear;</L>
<L>Such Times before, I never knew</L>
<L>Since I was born, what &s;hall we do?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Our Charge is great and Profit &s;mall,</L>
<L>And Charity grows cold withal;</L>
<L>This fills my Heart with grief and care,</L>
<L>I nothing &s;ee but &s;ad de&s;pair,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>Man.</HEAD>
<L>Chear up, my kind and loving Wife,</L>
<L>The joy and comfort of my Life,</L>
<L>And do not in the lea&s;t complain,</L>
<L>I hope to &s;ee good Times again.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let us the while with patience wait,</L>
<L>Submitting to the hand of Fate,</L>
<L>Which will in time our Joys re&s;tore;</L>
<L>Then what can we de&s;ire more?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>Woman.</HEAD>
<L>Dear Love, I know you hope to &s;ee</L>
<L>Once more the Land's pro&s;perity,</L>
<L>That Fortune will upon us &s;mile,</L>
<L>But pray how &s;hall we live the while?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Our Family is &s;omething large,</L>
<L>Six Child ren is no little charge,</L>
<L>For to be fed and cloath'd al&s;o,</L>
<L>Whether we have imploy or no&punc;</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>Man.</HEAD>
<L>My Children they are Ble&s;&s;ing's Love,</L>
<L>Sent from a gracious God above;</L>
<L>Then do not murmur in the lea&s;t,</L>
<L>Content is a continual Fea&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>God's Providence does comfort yield,</L>
<L>He cloaths the Lillies of the Field,</L>
<L>And feeds the Ravens of the Air,</L>
<L>Then why &s;hould'&s;tthou and I de&s;pair?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>Woman.</HEAD>
<L>But, Husband, Husband, &s;he reply'd,</L>
<L>When I was made your lawful Bride,</L>
<L>I brought two hundred Pounds in Gold,</L>
<L>As good as ever Merchant told:</L>
<L>Yet, &s;ince the Times have been &s;o bad,</L>
<L>Through many Lo&s;&s;es we have had,</L>
<L>It's wa&s;ted, therefore I complain,</L>
<L>I ne'er &s;hall &s;ee &s;o much again.</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>Man.</HEAD>
<L>Perhaps you mayn't, yet ne'er the le&s;s,</L>
<L>If God does but our Labours ble&s;s,</L>
<L>We may be furni&s;h'd with content,</L>
<L>Then do not in the lea&s;t lament.</L>
<L>Love, let not Lo&s;&s;es make thee &s;ad;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>Job</HI> was &s;tripp'd of all he had,</L>
<L>His Sorrows he with patience bore,</L>
<L>And grew far richer than before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He in his Sorrows thus did &s;ay,</L>
<L><HI>God gives and likewi&s;e takes away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And ble&s;&s;ed be his holy Name,</HI></L>
<L><HI>From whom his greatest Comforts came&punc;</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then let us learn of him, my Dear,</L>
<L>To bear with Faith and Patience here,</L>
<L>The Sorrows which we undergo,</L>
<L>For God is merciful I know.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then dry thine Eyes and do not weep,</L>
<L>For, while I live, I hope to keep,</L>
<L>With Pains and Care, my Family,</L>
<L>Our elde&s;t Son &s;hall work with me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>Woman.</HEAD>
<L>Well, loving Husband, &s;ince I find,</L>
<L>That thou art &s;o ex<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="2 letters">eding kind,</L>
<L>God's Providence I'll not di&s;tru&s;t,</L>
<L>For he is merciful and ju&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Henceforward, with a chearful heart,</L>
<L>With thee I'll &s;trive to bear a part;</L>
<L>Thy chearful Words, like Cordials fin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Has cur'd this drooping Soul of mine.</L>
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