Coridons commendation in the praise of his love
the faire Phillis. To a pleasant new tune.
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MY Love she is faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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For shee will all her busines doe,
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I know shee is faire and honest too.
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My Phillis is full of favours,
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And faire as faire may be:
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Silly Swaines leave off your labours,
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Shee will love no man but me.
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For she is most faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest:
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And will each vertuous businesse doe,
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I know she is faire and honest too.
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No sugred tempting tongue,
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Nor golden promise faire,
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Can doe my Phillis wrong,
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Or her good name impaire.
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For she is faire and honest,
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I know shee is faire and honest:
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And will doe still what maids will doe,
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Yet is shee faire and honest too.
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Shee hath a charming voyce,
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Not like her in musicke many:
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Yet Phillis remaines my choyce,
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And will not be won by any.
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For shee is most faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest:
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And will show favor as oth[e]rs doe
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Yet is she faire and hon[est] [too.]
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If Cupid bend his bow,
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His shaft she turnes aside,
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And tells him whither to goe,
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That can it better abide.
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So shee is faire and honest,
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I know shee is faire and honest:
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And will performe what others doe,
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Yet is shee faire and honest too.
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My Phillis can Garlands make,
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To set on her lovers head:
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And gallantly undertake,
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To deck out a Bridall bed.
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Yet is she faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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And will shew love as Maidens doe,
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Yet she is faire and honest too.
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My Phillis can foote it right
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And follow the Bagpipes droane:
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When Coridon comes in sight,
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Experience must be showne.
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So still she is faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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And take pleasure as others doe,
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Yet is she faire and honest too.
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When mirthfull May comes in,
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My Phillis will un[d]er[t]ake,
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[?] that shall begin,
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[?] breake.
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The second Part. To the same tune.
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YEt still she is faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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And make sport as maides will doe,
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Yet is she faire and honest too.
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No lasse in all our towne,
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In sporting or in play,
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Can put my Phillis downe,
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She beares so great a sway.
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Yet is she faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest:
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Though she can such like pastimes doe,
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Yet is she faire and honest too.
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Her huswiferie's well knowne,
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Theres nothing goes to wracke,
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She keepes full well her owne,
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While other good lasses lacke.
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Yet is she faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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And can good houshould-busines doe,
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I know she is faire and honest too.
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My love can brew and bake,
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As other huswives can:
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And make a boulied cake,
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To give her neighbors man,
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Yet is she true and honest,
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I know she is true and honest,
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Though she such friendly tricks can doe,
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Yet is she true and honest too,
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My love can milke a Cow,
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And teach a calfe to suck:
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And knowes the manner how,
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To set a brooded Duck.
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So is she wise and honest,
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I know she is wise and honest:
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And can such houshould busines doe,
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So is she wise and honest too.
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My loves a lovely lasse,
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Her Coridon must love,
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And times will come to passe,
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When maids and men may prove.
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For she is true and honest,
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I know she is true and honest,
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And will love as maids will doe,
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Yet is she faire and honest too.
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You shepheard swaines be wise,
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Chuse one as I have done,
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That will not be precize,
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But be with reason wone.
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For she is faire and honest,
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I know she is faire and honest,
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And will her husbands pleasures doe,
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Therefore she is faire and honest too.
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