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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>The little Barly-Corne.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>Who&s;e Properties and Vertues here,</L>
<L>Shall plainly to the world appeare:</L>
<L>To make you merry all the yeere.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the tune of <HI>Stingo.</HI></OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<LG>
<L>COme, and doe not mu&s;ing &s;tand,</L>
<L>if thou the truth di&s;cerne,</L>
<L>But take a full cup in thy hand,</L>
<L>and thus begin to learne,</L>
<L>Not of the earth, nor of the ayre,</L>
<L>at euening or at morne,</L>
<L>But iouiall boyes your Chri&s;tmas k&eacute;ep</L>
<L><HI>with the little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It is the cunning&s;t Alchymi&s;t,</L>
<L>that ere was in the Land,</L>
<L>Twill change your mettle when it li&s;t,</L>
<L>in turning of a hand,</L>
<L>Your blu&s;hing Gold to Siluer wan,</L>
<L>your Siluer into Bra&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Twill turne a Taylor to a man,</L>
<L><HI>and a man into an a&s;le.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make a poore man rich to hang</L>
<L>a &s;igne before his doore,</L>
<L>And tho&s;e that doe the Pitcher bang,</L>
<L>though rich twill make them poore;</L>
<L>Twill make the &s;illie&s;t poore&s;t Snake,</L>
<L>the Kings great Porter &s;corne,</L>
<L>Twill make the &s;toute&s;t Lubber weak,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It hath more &s;hifts then <HI>Lambe</HI> ere had,</L>
<L>or <HI>Hocus Pocus</HI> too,</L>
<L>It will good fellowes &s;hew more &s;port,</L>
<L>then <HI>Bankes</HI> his hor&s;e could doe:</L>
<L>Twill play you faire aboue the boord,</L>
<L>vnle&s;&s;e you take good h&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>And fell you though you were a Lord,</L>
<L><HI>and iu&s;tifie the deed.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It lends more y&eacute;eres vnto old age,</L>
<L>than ere was lent by nature,</L>
<L>It makes the Poets fancy rage,</L>
<L>more than Ca&s;talian water:</L>
<L>Twill make a Hunt&s;man cha&s;e a Fo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L>and neuer winde his horne,</L>
<L>Twill ch&eacute;ere a Tinker in the &s;tockes,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It is the only Will oth'wi&s;pe,</L>
<L>which leades men from the way,</L>
<L>Twil make the tongue-ti'd Lawyer li&s;p</L>
<L>and nought but (hie vp) &s;ay,</L>
<L>Twill make the Steward droope &amp; &s;toop,</L>
<L>his Bils he then will &s;corne,</L>
<L>And at each po&s;t ca&s;t his reckning vp,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make a man grow iealous &s;oone,</L>
<L>who&s;e pretty Wife goes trim,</L>
<L>And raile at the deceiuing Moone,</L>
<L>for making hornes at him:</L>
<L>Twill make the Maidens trimly dance,</L>
<L>and take it in no &s;corne,</L>
<L>And helpe them to a friend by chance;</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It is the neate&s;t Seruingman,</L>
<L>to entertaine a friend,</L>
<L>It will doe more than money can,</L>
<L>all iarring &s;uits to end:</L>
<L>There's life in it, and it is here,</L>
<L>'tis here within this cup,</L>
<L>Then take your liquor doe not &s;pare,</L>
<L><HI>but cleare carou&s;e it vp.</HI></L>
</LG>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd part of the little Barly-Corne, That cheareth the heart both euening and morne.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<LG>
<L>IF &s;ickne&s;&s;e come, this Phy&s;ick take,</L>
<L>it from your heart will &s;et it,</L>
<L>If feare incroach, take more of it,</L>
<L>your heart will &s;oone forget it,</L>
<L><HI>Apollo</HI> and the Mu&s;es nine,</L>
<L>doe take it in no &s;corne,</L>
<L>There's no &s;uch &s;tuffe to pa&s;&s;e the time</L>
<L><HI>as the little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make a w&eacute;eping Widdow laugh,</L>
<L>and &s;oone incline to plea&s;ure:</L>
<L>Twill make an old man leaue his &s;taffe</L>
<L>and dance a youthfull mea&s;ure;</L>
<L>And though your clothes be nere &s;o bad,</L>
<L>all ragged, rent, and torne,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the cold you may be clad,</L>
<L><HI>with the little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make a Coward not to &s;hrinke,</L>
<L>but be as &s;tout as may be;</L>
<L>Twill make a man that he &s;hall thinke,</L>
<L>that <HI>Ione's</HI> as good as my Lady:</L>
<L>It will inrich the pale&s;t face,</L>
<L>and with Rubies it adorne,</L>
<L>Yet you &s;hall thinke it no di&s;grace,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make your Go&s;&s;ips merry,</L>
<L>when they their liquour &s;ee,</L>
<L>Hey we &s;hall nere be weary,</L>
<L>&s;w&eacute;et Go&s;&s;ip here's to thee;</L>
<L>Twill make the Country Yeoman,</L>
<L>the Courtier for to &s;corne,</L>
<L>And talke of Law-&s;uits ore a Can,</L>
<L><HI>with this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It makes a man that write cannot,</L>
<L>to make you large Indentures,</L>
<L>When as he r&eacute;eleth home at night,</L>
<L>vpon the Watch he ventures,</L>
<L>He cares not for the Candlelight,</L>
<L>that &s;hineth in the horne,</L>
<L>Yet he will &s;tumble the way aright,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Twill make a Mizer prodigall,</L>
<L>and &s;hew him&s;elfe kind hearted,</L>
<L>Twill make him neuer grieue at all,</L>
<L>that from his Coyne hath parted,</L>
<L>Twill make the Shepheard to mi&s;take</L>
<L>his Sh&eacute;epe before a &s;torme:</L>
<L>Twill make the Poet to excell,</L>
<L><HI>this little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It will make young Lads to call</L>
<L>mo&s;t fr&eacute;ely for their liquor,</L>
<L>Twill make a young La&s;&s;e take a fall,</L>
<L>and ri&s;e againe the quicker:</L>
<L>Twill make a man that he</L>
<L>&s;hall &s;l&eacute;epe all night profoundly,</L>
<L>And make a man what ere he be,</L>
<L><HI>goe about his bu&s;ine&s;&s;e roundly.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus the Barly-Corne hath power,</L>
<L>euen for to change our nature,</L>
<L>And make a Shrew within an houre,</L>
<L>proue a kind-hearted creature:</L>
<L>And therefore here I &s;ay againe,</L>
<L>let no man tak't in &s;corne,</L>
<L>That I the vertues doe proclaime,</L>
<L><HI>of the little Barly-Corne.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<P>Printed at London for E. B.</P>
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