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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080927.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<STC T="W">E110</STC>
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<VID>181837</VID>
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<HEAD>An ea&s;ie way to Tame a SHREW.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">OR THE <HI>Young Plow-man's Frollick.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>He that a Shrew would gladly Tame,</L>
<L>Example take here by the &s;ame;</L>
<L>As in this Ditty you may find,</L>
<L>Fair words doth plea&s;e a Womans mind:</L>
<L>And all good Wives where e're you be,</L>
<L>Pray li&s;ten well to this Ditty;</L>
<L>To plea&s;e you all I know not how,</L>
<L>But yet I &s;ay, <HI>God &s;peed the Plow.</HI></L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To a Delightful New Tune; Or, <HI>The Collier of Croydon had Coles to &s;ell.</HI></OPENER>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="part">
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>BE merry all you that be here,</L>
<L>here pre&s;ent in this place,</L>
<L>And with a Song I will you plea&s;e,</L>
<L>as God &s;hall give me Grace;</L>
<L>Then give ear a little &s;pace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Young-man lived in our Country,</L>
<L>which of late did &s;et up Plow,</L>
<L>He wanted &s;trength to Till his ground,</L>
<L>he had but Hor&s;es two:</L>
<L>Alack what could he do:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He got up early in the morning,</L>
<L>becau&s;e he fain would thrive,</L>
<L>He went but fairly with his Draught,</L>
<L>and he hir'd a Boy to drive;</L>
<L>You &s;hall hear more believe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then an aged man came riding by,</L>
<L>of him he did not dream,</L>
<L>He did commend his Plowing well,</L>
<L>with &s;uch a &s;lender Team;</L>
<L>For he wanted but a Beam.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I have a Hor&s;e, the old man &s;aid,</L>
<L>&s;o furious and void of fear,</L>
<L>No work nor beating can him tame,</L>
<L>for he breaks all our Gears,</L>
<L>Attend all you that hear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I can him tame, the young man &s;aid,</L>
<L>if you will &s;ell him me,</L>
<L>The old man reply'd, the grief is &s;mall,</L>
<L>then &s;oon they did agree;</L>
<L>His proof I fain would &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He tyed this Hor&s;e up two or three days,</L>
<L>to tame his &s;turdy fit,</L>
<L>He gave him gentle words enough,</L>
<L>but meat never a bit;</L>
<L>Thus he did try his wit.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And then he brings him forth to work,</L>
<L>and in the mid&s;t he goes,</L>
<L>He takes a bottle of his be&s;t Hay,</L>
<L>and he hangs it before his No&s;e;</L>
<L>He drew then you may &s;uppo&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And as he drew he gave him &s;ome,</L>
<L>&s;o brought him to good frame,</L>
<L>The aged man within few days,</L>
<L>did come to &s;ee the &s;ame;</L>
<L>What &s;aid he when he came?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;ure ha&s;t done a mighty feat,</L>
<L>for I could never bring</L>
<L>Him to Saddle nor to draw,</L>
<L>thou ha&s;t conquer'd like a King;</L>
<L>I but hunger did the thing.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<ARGUMENT>
<P>SHEWING, How the Old Man married his Daughter to this Young-man.</P>
<L><HI>And how the Young-man dealt with his Cro&s;s-grain'd Wife,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet after liv'd a &s;weet Contented Life.</HI></L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>I have a daughter, the old man &s;aid,</L>
<L>my Heir and only child,</L>
<L>But in condition &s;he is a Shrew,</L>
<L>both &s;turdy, &s;tout, and wild;</L>
<L>Her nature is not mild.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If thou'lt but plea&s;e to marry her,</L>
<L>her Portion is not &s;mall,</L>
<L>Five hundred pound I thee will give,</L>
<L>and when I dye &s;he &s;hall have all;</L>
<L>What ever doth befall.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'le &s;ee your daughter, the young-man &s;aid,</L>
<L>if I can but favour find,</L>
<L>I make no doubt to bring it about,</L>
<L>to win her to my mind;</L>
<L>And i'le to her prove kind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when he to this Damo&s;el came,</L>
<L>as plainly doth appear,</L>
<L>She liked him, and lov'd him &s;o,</L>
<L>they quickly marryed were;</L>
<L>What followed you &s;hall hear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Next morning early he got up,</L>
<L>and for to go to the Plow,</L>
<L>Then with &s;peeches fair, he did prepare,</L>
<L>to tell her what to do;</L>
<L>Then he came his Wife unto.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then he brought unto her Chamber door</L>
<L>a Wheel, and Flax to Spin,</L>
<L>And &s;aid, good Wife, with our own hands</L>
<L>our living we mu&s;t win,</L>
<L>Oh in time he did begin.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I will not work at all, quoth &s;he,</L>
<L>my portion is &s;o great,</L>
<L>Nay, you mu&s;t work good wife, he &s;aid,</L>
<L>or nothing you mu&s;t eat;</L>
<L>This was his &s;ubtile feat.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No meat at all &s;he had that day,</L>
<L>for out &s;he could not get,</L>
<L>He lock'd the door and went to Plow,</L>
<L>and left her there to fret;</L>
<L>But &s;he did not dye o'th Pet.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At night when he came home from Plow,</L>
<L>he proffered her a Ki&s;s,</L>
<L>Nay Churl &s;aid &s;he, away be gone,</L>
<L>I will tell my Parents this;</L>
<L>Then he thought all was ami&s;s.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Next morning her Wheel &s;he took in hand</L>
<L>and &s;pun up eight good Lea&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;aid, kind Husband, by all means,</L>
<L>I will &s;eek your mind to plea&s;e;</L>
<L>Oh then &s;he found better ea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when her Parents they did come,</L>
<L>to &s;ee how they did agree,</L>
<L>They found her bu&s;ie at her work,</L>
<L>and &s;inging merrily;</L>
<L>They wondred that to &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Husband loves me well, &s;aid &s;he,</L>
<L>I have any thing I crave,</L>
<L>But I mu&s;t work as well as he,</L>
<L>or nothing I mu&s;t have;</L>
<L>I mu&s;t either gain or &s;ave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>We be hungry daughter, they &s;aid,</L>
<L>will you give us &s;ome meat?</L>
<L>Nay you mu&s;t work before, &s;aid &s;he,</L>
<L>or nothing you mu&s;t eat;</L>
<L>She had learn'd the &s;ubtile feat.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when her husband he came home,</L>
<L>and found her Parents there,</L>
<L>He made them welcome heartily,</L>
<L>he laugh'd and made good Cheer;</L>
<L>Oh then they merry were.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>thus you have heard the tameing of a &s;hrew</L>
<L>by gentle means, and how</L>
<L>Then all good wives, while you have lives</L>
<L>help to maintain the Plow;</L>
<L>And it will you means allow.</L>
</LG>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby,</HI> at the Golden-Ball near the <HI>Ho&s;pital-gate,</HI> in <HI>We&s;t-Smithfield.</HI></P>
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