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1.388-389 S5145 1 an excellent Tune An Excellent Tune I Haue for all good wiues a Song, / I doe lament the womens wrong, IF we poore women were as bad, / as men report being drunke or mad, author noted in STC. Pepys 1.388-389 STC 6809.2 [G. Purslowe] for M. Trundle, widdow [1628?] (Ass'd by M. Trundle to the ballad partners 1 jn. 1629); Rollins (2) 1190 (June 1, 1629, IV, 213). Woodblock 1: first 1/2 sheet, below title, above column 1: A seated man with a beard holds an indeterminate object. To the right of the cut, a figure (man? woman?) dressed in a robe stands with hands clasped together.: 53 x 39 Woodblock 2: first 1/2 sheet, below title, above column 2: Four beggars stand in a group facing forward. They all wear extremely tattered jackets and pants and each carries a pack strapped to their back and a stick. Each of them wears a hat. The beggar furthest to the right is shown in profile and the beggar furthest to the left appears to be walking towards the group.: 61 x 87 Woodblock 3: second 1/2 sheet, below title, above column 3 : An aristocratic man with his left hand on his hip faces the left of the cut and holds a spear in his right hand. He wears a doublet or jerkin, short full breeches, tall boots, spurs, a stiff collar, a baldric, and a plumed hat with a brim. : 90 x 32 Woodblock 4: second 1/2 sheet, below title, above column 4: An elderly aristocratic woman stands with her right arm extended. She wears a hat, a dress with full sleeves, decorated with stripes, and a tall necked underdress. Her right hand is unclear or missing in this print.: 81 x 41 Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 388 1: 389 A merry Dialogue betwixt a married man and his wife / concerning the affaires of this carefull life. A merry Dialogue betwixt a married man and his wife concerning the affaires of this carefull life. A Merry Dialogue betwixt a Married Man and His Wife Concerning the Affairs of This Careful Life. The second part. The second part. The Second Part. Parker, Martin 1/2 sheet folio, originally left part, 230 x 150 1/2 sheet folio, originally right part, 230 x 150 cropped right edge cropped top edge, uneven inking cast fleurons cast fleurons 1628 Printed for M. Trundle, Widdow. M. Trundle Weinstein: STC

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I Have for all good wives a Song, I doe lament the womens wrong, And I doe pitty them with my heart, to thinke upon the womens smart, Their labours great and full of paine, yet for the same they have small gaine. In that you say cannot be true, for men doe take more paines then you, We toyle, we moyle, we grieve and care, when you sit on a stoole or chaire, Yet let us doe all what we can, your tongues will get the upper hand. We women in the morning rise, as soone as day breakes in the skies, And then to please you with desire, the first we doe, is, make a fire, Then other worke we straight begin, to sweepe the house to card, or spin, Why men doe worke at Plough and Cart, which soone would break a womans hart They sow, they mow, and reape the corne, and many times doe weare the horne, In praise of wives speake you no more, for these were lies you told before.
We women here doe beare the blame, but men would seeme to have the same: But trust me I will never yeeld, my tongue's my owne, I thereon build, Men may not in this case compare, with women for their toyle and care. Fie, idle women, how you prate, tis men that gets you all your state, You know tis true in what I say, therefore you must give men the way, And not presume to grow too hie, your speeches are not worth a flye. You men could not tell how to shift, if you of women were bereft, We wash your cloathes, and dresse your diet and all to keepe your minds in quiet Our works not done at morne nor night, to pleasure men is our delight. Women are called a house of care; they bring poore men unto despaire, That man is blest that hath not bin, inlured by a womans sin, They'l cause a man if heele give way, to bring him to his lives decay.
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The second part. To the same tune.</hi></seg>
If we poore women were as bad, as men report being drunke or mad, We might compare with many men, and count our selves as bad as them, Some oft are drunke and beat their wives and make them weary of their lives. Why women they must rule their tonges, that brings them to so many wrongs, Sometimes their husbands to disgrace, they'l call him knave and rogue to's face, Nay, worse then that, they'l tell him plaine his will he shall not well obtaine. We women in childbed take great care, I hope the like sorrow wil fal to your share Then would you thinke of womens smart, and seeme to pitty them with your heart So many things to us belong, we oftentimes doe suffer wrong. Though you in childbid bide some paine, your Babes tendes your joyes againe, Your Gossips comes unto your joy, and sayes, God blesse your little Boy, They say the child is like the Dad, when he but little share in't had. You talke like an Asse you are a Cockoldly foole, Ile break your head with a 3 legd stoole Will you poore Women thus abuse, our tongues and hands we need to use.
You say our tongues doe make men fight, our hands must serve to doe us right Then I to you must give the way, and yeeld to women in what they say, All you that are to chuse a wife, be carefull of it as your life, You see that women will not yeeld, in anything to be compeld. You Maides I speake the like to you, there's many dangers doe ensue: But howsoever fortunes serve, see that my rules you doe observe. If men once have the upper hand, they'l keepe you downe do what you can. I will not seeme to urge no more, good wives what I did say before, Was for your good, and so it take, I love all women for my wives sake. And I pray you when you are sick and die call at my house and take my wife wye. Well, come sweet heart, let us agree: content sweet wife, so let it be, Where man and wife doe live at hate, the curse of God hangs ore the gate. But I will love thee as my life, as ever man should love his wife,
FINIS. Printed for M.Trundle, Widdow.