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<DATE>2008-10-07</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080920.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>The Batchelors Delight, Being a plea&s;ant new Song, &s;hewing the happine&s;s of a &s;ingle life, and the mi&s;eries that do commonly attend Matrimony.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of the Kings delight, or, The young mans advice to his fellow Batchelors.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THe world's a Bli&s;ter &s;weld with care</L>
<L>much like unto a Bubble,</L>
<L>Wherein poor men tormented are</L>
<L>with women and with trouble,</L>
<L>And every one that takes a wi&s;e.</L>
<L>Adds &s;orrow to his life;</L>
<L>and makes his burden double.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Whil&s;t <HI>Adam</HI> was a Batchelor,</L>
<L>in <HI>Eden</HI> he did tarry.</L>
<L>It is an <HI>Eden</HI> upon earth,</L>
<L>to live and never marry,</L>
<L>Oh, then what cau&s;e have wee to grieve,</L>
<L>To think upon our mother <HI>Eve,</HI></L>
<L>Who made us all mi&s;carry</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Samp&s;on,</HI> they &s;ay, was a Champion &s;tout,</L>
<L>that fill'd the world with wonder:</L>
<L>The proud <HI>Phili&s;tians</HI> be did rout,</L>
<L>his blows did &s;ound like Thunder;</L>
<L>But when he courted fal&s;e <HI>Dallila,</HI></L>
<L>The wicked whore did him betray;</L>
<L>and &s;o he was brought under,</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Job</HI> was a man that open lay,</L>
<L>unto the &s;pight of the Devil,</L>
<L>Who took his goods and Sons away;</L>
<L>but could we count him civil,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e he left him &s;till his Nur&s;e,</L>
<L>Oh no! he left her for a cur&s;e,</L>
<L>&s;he was his greate&s;t evil.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A woman once was hang'd on a Tr&eacute;e,</L>
<L>and &s;ome the Rope were cutting,</L>
<L><HI>Diogenes</HI> this &s;ight did &s;&eacute;e,</L>
<L>and &s;poke unto them &s;trutting</L>
<L>Would every Tr&eacute;e &s;uch fruit would bear,</L>
<L>If &s;o, fond fools tho&s;e young men are,</L>
<L>that e're would go a nutring.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Theef once rode up <HI>Holborn</HI>-hill,</L>
<L>towards <HI>Oliver Cromwells</HI> Pallace;</L>
<L>A Maid that bore him &s;ome good will,</L>
<L>had begg'd him from the Gallows,</L>
<L>Ah no, (quoth he) I'le go to the Gibb,</L>
<L>And not be a Slave to my own rib,</L>
<L>drive on the Cart-good fellows.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Marriage is Honourable indeed,</L>
<L>but tell mee what's hou&s;e keeping</L>
<L>It makes the good mans Pockets bleed;</L>
<L>his pur&s;e is alwaies weeping,</L>
<L>Nay more, hee's alwaies full of care,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he that is a Batchelor,</L>
<L>Is fa&s;t and &s;oundly &s;leeping,</L>
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<LG>
<L>A Froward woman takes delight,</L>
<L>to &s;ee her Husband-vexed,</L>
<L>Both morning, evening, noon and night,</L>
<L>the poor man is perplexed,</L>
<L>She brawls and &s;coulds, &s;he frowns and pouts</L>
<L>And to her &s;peeches &s;coffs and &s;touts,</L>
<L>are ever more annexed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though he hath been at work all day,</L>
<L>as hard as he is able</L>
<L>Yet when he comes home without delay,</L>
<L>&s;he bids him rock the Cradle,</L>
<L>And if he doth the &s;ame refu&s;e,</L>
<L>The durty Quean will him abu&s;e,</L>
<L>and beat him with the Ladle.</L>
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<LG>
<L>He cannot quietly re&s;t in bed,</L>
<L>but every little &s;ea&s;on,</L>
<L>The Childe doth cry and mu&s;t be &s;ed,</L>
<L>and then &s;he &s;aith 'tis rea&s;on,</L>
<L>That he &s;hould do't, and let her &s;leep,</L>
<L>The poor man he mu&s;t &s;ilence keep,</L>
<L>for talking would be Trea&s;on.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then certainly a Batchelors life,</L>
<L>is a mo&s;t precious Trea&s;ure</L>
<L>He that doth &s;uddenly marry a wife,</L>
<L>will &s;urely repent it at lei&s;ure</L>
<L>For when he hath been &s;nub'd and curb'd</L>
<L>And almo&s;t all the night di&s;turb'd,</L>
<L>Yet mu&s;t he ri&s;e at her plea&s;ure.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Robin</HI> (quoth &s;he) 'tis time to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>and thumps him on the &s;houlder,</L>
<L>The Hogs wants &s;willing in the &s;ties,</L>
<L>at length &s;he &s;peaketh bolder:</L>
<L>Calling him Fool and Logger-head</L>
<L>And with her feet quite out of the bed,</L>
<L>&s;he thru&s;ts the poor hou&s;e-holder,</L>
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<LG>
<L>And therefore he that weds a mate,</L>
<L>is like a hor&s;e in a Tether,</L>
<L>Marriage and hanging go by fate,</L>
<L>and therefore chu&s;e you whether,</L>
<L>For the three de&s;tinies have &s;pun</L>
<L>Knots for <HI>Hymen</HI> and for <HI>Dun,</HI></L>
<L>then let them go together.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Man is a little world of him&s;elf,</L>
<L>and therefore wanteth nothing,</L>
<L>He needs not care for worldly pelf,</L>
<L>&s;o he have food and cloathing,</L>
<L>And marriage is a fickle thing,</L>
<L>Which &s;ometime doth in love begin,</L>
<L>and often ends in loathing,</L>
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<LG>
<L>And therefore I will &s;ingle live,</L>
<L>in &s;pight of lu&s;t and pa&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>Pure Virgins good examples give,</L>
<L>and worth our imitation</L>
<L>For before Matrimony aro&s;e,</L>
<L>The mode of wearing yellow ho&s;e,</L>
<L>and horns were out of fa&s;hion.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And la&s;tly to conclude my &s;ong,</L>
<L>vain joy is but a Bubble,</L>
<L>A double heart, and a double tongue</L>
<L>hath &s;til'd the world with trouble<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>And therefore to avoid all &s;trife,</L>
<L>'Tis be&s;t to lead a &s;ingle life,</L>
<L>wee will have nothing double.</L>
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<TRAILER>Finis.</TRAILER>
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<P>London printed for F, G. on Snow-hil</P>
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