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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<HEAD>Dead and Alive.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>This Ditty out of Gloce&s;ter&s;hire was &s;ent</L>
<L>To London, for to have it put in print,</L>
<L>Therefore draw neer and li&s;ten unto this,</L>
<L>It doth concern a man that did ami&s;s,</L>
<L>And &s;o to &s;hun the anger of his wife,</L>
<L>He thought with poy&s;on for to end his life</L>
<L>But in the &s;tead of poy&s;on he drunk Sack,</L>
<L>For which his wife did &s;oundly pay his back</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, Old fle&s;h.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of three gentlemen around a table</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE></P>
<LG>
<L>THere was a &s;having Roy&s;ter</L>
<L>as I heard many tell,</L>
<L>In <HI>Michael Deans</HI> fair Forre&s;t</L>
<L>in <HI>Glo&s;ter&s;hire</HI> did dwell,</L>
<L>Some call'd him <HI>William Wi&s;eman</HI></L>
<L>but in that they were to blame.</L>
<L>Some call'd him <HI>Leonard Lack-wit</HI></L>
<L>but that was not his name,</L>
<L>His name was <HI>Simple Simon,</HI></L>
<L>as it is well approv'd.</L>
<L>and among&s;t his friends &amp; kin&s;folks</L>
<L>he dearly was belov'd,</L>
<L>He capored and vapored,</L>
<L>and liv'd a merry life.</L>
<L>But yet good man at all times</L>
<L>he could not rule his wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His wife &s;he was a woman</L>
<L>that loved a cup of Sack</L>
<L>And &s;he would tipple &s;oundly</L>
<L>behind her husbands back,</L>
<L>A bottle &s;he had gotten that</L>
<L>would hold two quarts or more,</L>
<L>Well fill'd with wine, &s;he hang'd it</L>
<L>behind her Chamber door,</L>
<L>And &s;he told unto her husband,</L>
<L>that it was poy&s;on &s;trong,</L>
<L>And bade him not to touch it</L>
<L>for fear of doing wrong,</L>
<L>If thou drink but one drop on't,</L>
<L>quoth &s;he, 'twill co&s;t thy life,</L>
<L>Therefore in time take h&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>and be ruled by thy wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This <HI>Simons</HI> wife had plenty</L>
<L>of fatting Hogs and Pigs,</L>
<L>With G&eacute;e&s;e, Ducks, Hens, &amp; Turkies</L>
<L>that laid great &s;tore of eggs</L>
<L>Both Sh&eacute;ep and &s;uch like Cattel</L>
<L>fine Ews, and pretty Lambs,</L>
<L>Which up and down the Forre&s;t</L>
<L>did f&eacute;ed, and &s;uck their Dams,</L>
<L>She put tru&s;t to her husband,</L>
<L>to look unto them all,</L>
<L>To k&eacute;ep them &s;afe from danger,</L>
<L>now mark what did befall,</L>
<L>He did his be&s;t indeavour</L>
<L>to &s;hun all kind of &s;trife,</L>
<L>And yet through &s;t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">a~ge misfortune</L>
<L>he could not plea&s;e his wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>One morning &s;he &s;ent him</L>
<L>to field to k&eacute;ep her &s;heep,</L>
<L>And charg'd him to be watchful,</L>
<L>and take heed he did not &s;leep,</L>
<L>A piece of bread and but<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">er</L>
<L>&s;he gave him in his hand,</L>
<L>Whereby &s;he made him promi&s;e</L>
<L>to do as &s;he did command,</L>
<L>But &s;ee what happened to him,</L>
<L>when he came to the field,</L>
<L>He fell a&s;leep while Foxes</L>
<L>three of his Lambs had kill'd,</L>
<L>This bred a great di&s;&s;ention,</L>
<L>and rai&s;ed a world of &s;trife,</L>
<L>Till <HI>Simon</HI> for his fault</L>
<L>had beg'd pardon of his wife.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<HEAD>The &s;econd part to the &s;ame Tune.
<FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of gentlewoman</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE>
<FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of praying man</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE>
<FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of gentleman with sword</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>ANother day &s;he &s;ent him</L>
<L>her Ducks and Gee&s;e to tend</L>
<L>And charged him on her ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>he &s;hould no more offend,</L>
<L>Her Go&s;lings and her Chickens</L>
<L>with him &s;he put in tru&s;t,</L>
<L>Who took a &s;tick and told them,</L>
<L>&s;o they we<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">e twenty <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">u&s;t,</L>
<L>But a woful chance befell to</L>
<L>poor <HI>Simon</HI> before night,</L>
<L>For &s;even of his be&s;t Chickens,</L>
<L>were took pri&s;oners by the Kite,</L>
<L>This vext him, and it made him</L>
<L>half weary of his life,</L>
<L>For he knew not what an&s;wer</L>
<L>to make unto his wife,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Next morning when that <HI>Simon</HI></L>
<L>was &s;ent to milk the Cow,</L>
<L>Another &s;trange mi&s;-hap there</L>
<L>was done him by the Sow,</L>
<L>For whil&s;t that he was driving</L>
<L>the little Pigs away,</L>
<L>The Sow came into the dary-hou&s;e</L>
<L>and &s;wig'd up all the whey,</L>
<L>The Chee&s;e out of the Chee&s;e-fat</L>
<L>&s;he did both tear and hail,</L>
<L>And &s;o threw down the Cream-pot</L>
<L>and made an end of all,</L>
<L>Whereby &s;he bur&s;t her belly,</L>
<L>and &s;o &s;he lo&s;t her life,</L>
<L>And poor <HI>Simon</HI> knew not what an&s;wer</L>
<L>to make unto his wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>when's wife came in the daryhou&s;e</L>
<L>and &s;aw what there was done</L>
<L>A &s;trong and fierce encounter</L>
<L>&s;he pre&s;ently begun.</L>
<L>She pull'd him by the ears,</L>
<L>and &s;he wrung him by the no&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;he kickt him on the belly,</L>
<L>while the tears run down his ho&s;e.</L>
<L>And &s;he vowed to be revenged</L>
<L>before to morrow day</L>
<L>For all her brood of Chickens</L>
<L>which the Kite had carried away</L>
<L>Poor <HI>Simon</HI> &s;tood amazed</L>
<L>being weary of his life,</L>
<L>For he good man was tired</L>
<L>with his unruly wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For when that he perceived</L>
<L>his wife in &s;uch a rage</L>
<L>Not knowing how nor which way</L>
<L>her fury to a&s;&s;wage,</L>
<L>He cunningly got from her,</L>
<L>and to the Chamber went.</L>
<L>Thinking him&s;elf to poy&s;on,</L>
<L>for that was his intent,</L>
<L>So comming to the Bottle</L>
<L>which <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;pake of before.</L>
<L>He thought it to be poy&s;on</L>
<L>which hung behind the door.</L>
<L>He vow'd to drink i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> all up</L>
<L>and end his wretched life</L>
<L>Rather than live in thraldome,</L>
<L>with &s;uch a cur&s;ed wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So opening of a window which</L>
<L>&s;tood towards the South</L>
<L>He took the Bottle of Sack</L>
<L>and &s;et it to his mouth,</L>
<L>Now will I drink this poy&s;on</L>
<L>quoth he with all my heart,</L>
<L>So that the fir&s;t draught he drank on't</L>
<L>he &s;wallow d near a quart&punc;</L>
<L>The &s;econd time that he &s;et</L>
<L>the bottle to his &s;nout,</L>
<L>He never left off &s;wigging</L>
<L>till he had &s;uckt all out,</L>
<L>Which done he fel down backward</L>
<L>like one bereft of life,</L>
<L>Crying out, I now am poy&s;oned</L>
<L>by means of my cur&s;t wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth he, I f&eacute;el the poy&s;on</L>
<L>now run through every vain,</L>
<L>It rumbles in my belly,</L>
<L>and it tickles in my brain,</L>
<L>It wambles in my &s;tomack,</L>
<L>and it malifies my heart</L>
<L>It pierceth through my members,</L>
<L>and yet I feel no &s;mart,</L>
<L>Would all that have cur&s;t wives,</L>
<L>would example take hereby,</L>
<L>For I die as &s;w&eacute;et a death &s;ure,</L>
<L>as ever man did dye,</L>
<L>'Tis better with &s;uch poy&s;on</L>
<L>to end a wretched life,</L>
<L>Than to live and be tormented</L>
<L>with &s;uch a wicked wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now &s;&eacute;e what followed after,</L>
<L>his wife by chance did walk,</L>
<L>And comming by the window,</L>
<L>&s;he heard her <HI>Simon</HI> talk</L>
<L>And thinking on her bottle,</L>
<L>&s;he up the &s;tairs did run,</L>
<L>And came into the Chamber</L>
<L>to &s;&eacute;e what he had done.</L>
<L>When as &s;he &s;aw her husband</L>
<L>lying drunk upon his back</L>
<L>And the bottle lying by him</L>
<L>but never a drop of Sack</L>
<L>I am poy&s;oned I am poy&s;oned</L>
<L>quoth he long of my wife</L>
<L>I hope I &s;hall be at quiet,</L>
<L>now I have lo&s;t my life.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Pox take you are you poy&s;oned</L>
<L>quoth &s;he I now will &s;trive</L>
<L>And do my be&s;t indeavour</L>
<L>to make you run alive</L>
<L>With that a quill of powder</L>
<L>&s;he blew up in his no&s;e</L>
<L>Then like a man turn'd frantick</L>
<L>he pre&s;ently aro&s;e</L>
<L>So down the &s;tairs he run &s;traight</L>
<L>into the open &s;tr&eacute;et</L>
<L>With hooping and with hallowing</L>
<L>to all that he did meet.</L>
<L>And with a loud voice cryed out</L>
<L>I am rai&s;ed from death to life</L>
<L>By vertue of a powder that</L>
<L>was given me by my wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Some folks that did behold him</L>
<L>were in a grievous fear</L>
<L>For &s;eeing of a mad man</L>
<L>they dur&s;t not come him near</L>
<L>He leaped and he skipped</L>
<L>thorow fair and thorow foul</L>
<L>Whil&s;t the people gaz'd upon hin</L>
<L>like Pyes upon an Owl</L>
<L>His wife &s;he followed after</L>
<L>thorow thick and thorow thin</L>
<L>And with a ba&s;ting cudgel</L>
<L>&s;he &s;oundly badg'd his skin</L>
<L>And thus poor <HI>Simon</HI> cryed out,</L>
<L>I am rai&s;ed from death to life,</L>
<L>By vertue of a powder <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="2 letters">at</L>
<L>was given me by my w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At la&s;t a friend of <HI>Simons</HI></L>
<L>which was to him &s;ome kin</L>
<L>By fair and kind per&s;wa&s;ions</L>
<L>open'd door and let him in</L>
<L>He &s;ent for <HI>Simons</HI> wife, and</L>
<L>&s;o made them both good friends,</L>
<L>Who kindly ki&s;t each other,</L>
<L>and &s;o all di&s;cord ends.</L>
<L>The neighbours all rejoiced</L>
<L>to &s;ee them thus agree'd</L>
<L>And like a loving couple</L>
<L>to bed they went with &s;peed.</L>
<L>No doubt but &s;imple <HI>Simon</HI></L>
<L>that night well plea&s;ed his wif<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>For ever &s;ince that time, he</L>
<L>hath lived a quiet life.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>L. P.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
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<BACK>
<DIV1 TYPE="colophon">
<P>London, Printed for <HI>F. G.</HI> on Snow-hill. Entered according to Order.</P>
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