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<DATE>2008-12-05</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B081011.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>An excellent new Medley,</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>Which you may admire at (without offence)</L>
<L>For euery line &s;peakes a contrary &s;ences</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the tune of, <HI>Tarletons Medley.</HI></OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
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<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>IN Summer time when &s;olkes make Hay,</L>
<L>All is not true which people &s;ay,</L>
<L>The foole's the wi&s;e&s;t in the play,</L>
<L>tu&s;h take away your band:</L>
<L>The Fidlers boy hath broke his Ba&s;e,</L>
<L>Sirs is not this a pittious ca&s;e,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t gallants loath to &s;mell the Mace</L>
<L>of Wood&s;tr&eacute;et.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Citty followes Courtly pride,</L>
<L><HI>Ione</HI> &s;weares &s;he cannot <HI>Iohn</HI> abide,</L>
<L><HI>Dicke</HI> weares a Dagger by his &s;ide.</L>
<L>come tell vs what's to pay.</L>
<L>The Lawyers thriue by others fall,</L>
<L>The weake&s;t alwaies goes to'th wall,</L>
<L>The Shoomaker commandeth all</L>
<L>at's plea&s;ure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Weauer prayes for Hu&s;wiues &s;tore,</L>
<L>A pretty woman was <HI>Iane Shore.</HI></L>
<L>Kicke the ba&s;e Ra&s;calls out o'th doore:</L>
<L>peace, peace, you bawling Curres.</L>
<L>A Cuckolds band weares out behinde,</L>
<L>Tis ea&s;ie to beguile the blinde,</L>
<L>All people are not of one minde,</L>
<L>hold Carmen.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Our women cut their haire like men,</L>
<L>The Cocke's ore-ma&s;tred by the Henne</L>
<L>There's hardly one goodfriend in ten,</L>
<L>turne there on your right hand:</L>
<L>But few regard the cryes o'th poore,</L>
<L><HI>Will</HI> &s;pendeth all vpon a whore,</L>
<L>The Souldier longeth to goe ore,</L>
<L>braue knocking.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When the fifth <HI>Henry</HI> &s;aild to France,</L>
<L>Let me alone for a Countrey dance,</L>
<L><HI>Nell</HI> doth bewaile her luckle&s;&s;e chance,</L>
<L>f<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">e on fal&s;e hearted men:</L>
<L><HI>Dicke Tarleton</HI> was a merry wagge,</L>
<L>Harke how that prating a&s;&s;e doth bragge,</L>
<L><HI>Iohn Dory</HI> &s;old his ambling Nagge,</L>
<L>for Kicke-&s;hawes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Saylor counts the Ship his hou&s;e,</L>
<L>Ile &s;ay no more but dun's the Mou&s;e,</L>
<L>He is no man that &s;cornes a Lou&s;e,</L>
<L>vaine pride vndoes the Land:</L>
<L>Hard hearted men make Corne &s;o deare,</L>
<L>Few Frenchmen loue well Engli&s;h beere,</L>
<L>I hope ere long good newes to heare,</L>
<L>hey Lu&s;ticke.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now hides are cheape, the Tanner thriues,</L>
<L>Hang tho&s;e ba&s;emen that beate their wiues.</L>
<L>He n&eacute;eds mu&s;t goe that the Deuill driues,</L>
<L>God ble&s;&s;e vs from a Gun:</L>
<L>The Beadles make the lame to runne,</L>
<L>Vaunt not before the battaile's wonne,</L>
<L>A Cloud &s;ometimes may hide the Sunne,</L>
<L>chance medley.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The Second Part.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THy friend &s;uch lewdne&s;&s;e &s;oon wil check,</L>
<L>And tell th&eacute;e thou art like to lacke,</L>
<L>H&eacute;e'l bid th&eacute;e alwaies haue a care</L>
<L>Of that which thou do&s;t little feare,</L>
<L>And that is, pouerty will grow,</L>
<L>Which thy true friend would not haue &s;o.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The fal&s;e and fained Flatterer</L>
<L>Will &s;&eacute;eke to trap th&eacute;e in his &s;nare,</L>
<L>His words mo&s;t &s;w&eacute;et &s;hall &s;till appeare</L>
<L>To get thy money, wine and b&eacute;ere:</L>
<L><HI>The&s;e are certaine &s;ignes to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull friend from a flattering foe.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that thy friend be true ind&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>H&eacute;e'l not for&s;ake th&eacute;e in thy n&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>H&eacute;e'l take thy part in weale and woe,</L>
<L>Thy flattering friend will not doe &s;o:</L>
<L><HI>The&s;e are certaine &s;ignes to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now &s;ome perchance may this obiect,</L>
<L>And &s;ay they are of the true Sect,</L>
<L>But &s;uch Ile neuer tru&s;t till I</L>
<L>Their inward thoughts doe proue and try,</L>
<L><HI>Then I certaine am to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that you want, then n&eacute;eds of force,</L>
<L>For your reliefe you'l take &s;ome cour&s;e,</L>
<L>Need &s;tands behind and bids you goe,</L>
<L>The kindne&s;&s;e of mens hearts to know,</L>
<L><HI>And where once you have try'd it &s;o,</HI></L>
<L><HI>You'l know your friend, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thy friend will wondrous &s;orry be</L>
<L>To &s;ee thee fall to mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>And to his power hee'l giue reliefe</L>
<L>To ea&s;e thy dolour, woe and griefe:</L>
<L><HI>The&s;e are certaine &s;ignes to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Your faire tongu'd fawning hypocrite</L>
<L>Will &s;ay that you were void of wit,</L>
<L>To &s;pend your meanes &s;o fooli&s;hly,</L>
<L>And lacke &s;o long before you dye.</L>
<L><HI>The&s;e are certaine &s;ignes to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then this aduice take then of me,</L>
<L>Before need comes goe thou and &s;ee,</L>
<L>Try whil&s;t thou ha&s;t of thiue owne,</L>
<L>And &s;ee where fauour may be &s;howne:</L>
<L><HI>Then thou &s;oone &s;halt finde and know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And looke where thou did&s;t fauour finde,</L>
<L>There be not wauering like the winde,</L>
<L>If that thy friend proue iu&s;t and true,</L>
<L>Then doe not change him for a new:</L>
<L><HI>Thus to all men I doe &s;how</HI></L>
<L><HI>The difference twix a friend and foe.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For my part I may plainely &s;ay,</L>
<L>That friends are apt for to decay,</L>
<L>In wealth a man &s;hall haue great &s;tore,</L>
<L>But very few if once growne poore:</L>
<L><HI>This I write for men to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When I had meanes then I had friends,</L>
<L>But now I want, their friend&s;hip ends,</L>
<L>Now but few will take my part,</L>
<L>Nor helpe relea&s;e me of my &s;mart:</L>
<L><HI>This I have writ for men to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus to conclude and end my Song,</L>
<L>Let me adui&s;e both old and young,</L>
<L>If thou doe wi&s;h for many friends,</L>
<L>Then haue a care and get &s;ome meanes:</L>
<L><HI>Then you need not care to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>A faithfull friend from a flattering foe.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<CLOSER><SIGNED>C. R.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>LONDON, Printed for <HI>Richard Harper</HI> in Smithfield.</P>
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