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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080311.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Two-penny-worth of Wit For a PENNY. OR, <HI>The bad Husband turn'd Thri&s;ty</HI></HEAD>
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<L>This Man that wrought his own decay,</L>
<L>And &s;pent his Money night and day;</L>
<L>Is turn'd &s;o &s;aving I do &s;wear,</L>
<L>There's few that with him can compare:</L>
<L>And lives &s;o civil in his ways</L>
<L>That all his neighbours give him Prai&s;e,</L>
<L>And does repent his wicked Crime,</L>
<L>And de&s;ires good Fellows to turn in time;</L>
<L>There's many a Man Runs him&s;elf clear out,</L>
<L>When Ale's in his Head, then Wit is out.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of <HI>Packingtons Pound.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>ALL Company-Keepers come hear what i &s;ay</L>
<L>Here's a Notable song If you please for to &s;tay,</L>
<L>It will Learn you good councel, he ru'ld by a friend,</L>
<L>If you got to an alehou&s;e your money to &s;pend:</L>
<L>For four-pence or Sirpence, you may &s;pend I do &s;ay,</L>
<L>If you call any higher it's all thrown away;</L>
<L>Then <HI>Barnaby</HI> will begin to work in your head,</L>
<L>There's many does forget that their Children want Bread</L>
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<LG>
<L>Ob&s;erve a good hour and loo&s;e not your time,</L>
<L>If you meet with a friend that you needs mu&s;t to drink</L>
<L>I de&s;ire you to make this councel of mine,</L>
<L>Keep wit in your Roddle, and your Pockets &s;ome Think:</L>
<L>Then your wife will plea&s;ed, your Children glad,</L>
<L>And grear deal of comfort there will to be had:</L>
<L>But if you &s;pend all your money and make your &s;eif poor,</L>
<L>Then your rent will be manting you'l he turn'd out of door.</L>
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<LG>
<L>To &s;ee &s;ome men when they are full of drink,</L>
<L>What a Bea&s;tly condition it is we may think,</L>
<L>That they hardly can know one man from another,</L>
<L>They abu&s;e their be&s;t friend it it be their own Brother.</L>
<L>They'l tumble it'h dirt, and they'l if &s;tagger i'th &s;treet,</L>
<L>And affcont e'ry man and woman they meet,</L>
<L>That when they are &s;ober will Scorn to do &s;o,</L>
<L>For they hardly can know their friend from their foe</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For I my own &s;elf have been in the &s;ame way,</L>
<L>And walked my money by night and by day,</L>
<L>And never did think how my Children was &s;erve'd</L>
<L>Till Neighbours did &s;ay that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> mo&s;t were &s;rar<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>If mywife chance to &s;ay that any thing &s;he did fac<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>I would call her ba&s;e who&s;e and be&s;ure pay her cack:</L>
<L>That was the be&s;t comfort I could her afford,</L>
<L>Then I out to the Ale-hou&s;e, and &s;pent like a Lord.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I &s;old all my gods, and I wa&s;ted my &s;tore,</L>
<L>And at the Long run I was grown very poor,</L>
<L>A hundred and fifty good pounds I have &s;pent,</L>
<L>As long as any was left I could not be content:</L>
<L>My ho&s;te&s;s &s;he would he &s;o merry with me,</L>
<L>When I call'd for Liquor and paid for't too free;</L>
<L>And with llabering and kining &s;he plea&s;ed me tot'hl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Thus I like a villian did wrong my poor wife.</L>
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<L>At la&s;t I con&s;ider's and did think in my mind,</L>
<L>Now to my own family I had been too unkind;</L>
<L>Which troubles my con&s;cience to think on the &s;ame,</L>
<L>That with drinking and &s;willing I was much to blame,</L>
<L>My Children was bare, and hard they did fare,</L>
<L>And I of their mi&s;ery never took care,</L>
<L>But now i'le begin for to live a new life,</L>
<L>and take pains to maintain both my Children and wife.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For I to the Ale-hou&s;e have been too kind,</L>
<L>Which to my undoing I plainly do find,</L>
<L>My poor little Children are fallen into want,</L>
<L>Which grieces me to &s;ee them full fore I repent,</L>
<L>That I had &s;uch fortune for to &s;o led,</L>
<L>With Drunken companions which caul'd me he had,</L>
<L>But he runs along Race, that ne'r has an end,</L>
<L>I make much of my money that God does me &s;end.</L>
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<L>I'le be carefull of my Children and make much of my wife</L>
<L>And provide meat and drink for to pre&s;erve their life,</L>
<L>That little that's left I hope to make it more,</L>
<L>With rakeing of pains, and with working full &s;ore:</L>
<L>And ale-wifes go hang them&s;elves with what they have got,</L>
<L>No more of my money &s;hall fail to their lot;</L>
<L>I have fow'd my wild Dats and I will have a care,</L>
<L>Of drunken companions that made me &s;o bare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It is a brave thing when a Winter comes cold,</L>
<L>To have &s;omething in &s;tore, with that a man may be hold,</L>
<L>Either Land men of Sea-men what evr they he,</L>
<L>All Young-men con&s;ider he ruled by me,</L>
<L>For Ho&s;te&s;&s;es and tap hou&s;es will fill you no beer,</L>
<L>No longer then your money holds out you may &s;weat,</L>
<L>For I my own &s;elf now do find it too true,</L>
<L>Which makes me to &s;peak, for what I &s;pent I do rue.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Since I took a good cour&s;e and for &s;aken the had,</L>
<L>With my wife and my Children there is enough to be had,</L>
<L>But while I kept drinking and loo&s;ing my time,</L>
<L>All my whole hou&s;hould was ready to pine:</L>
<L>But it is a long day that ne'r has an end,</L>
<L>Therefore all good-fellows he rul'd by a Friend,</L>
<L>Keep many in your pockets and good Cloths to your back,</L>
<L>Drink to do your &s;elves good, but take head of a Track,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Now in the conclu&s;ion that man is well ble&s;t,</L>
<L>That lives &s;aver, and quietly, and forgoes Drunkene&s;s,</L>
<L>He never will be out of rea&s;on with his wife,</L>
<L>If God give him a ble&s;&s;ing he's free from all Ari&s;e,</L>
<L>It is a brave thing if a man do take pains,</L>
<L>Of he work ne'r &s;o hard if he bring home the gains;</L>
<L>Therefore take this councel I pray you of mine,</L>
<L>It's a penny well be&s;tow'd, he that takes up in tine.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>J. Deacon.</HI> at the Angelin Guiltpur-&s;treet!</P>
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