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Magdalene College - Pepys
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Tis not otherwise:
The praise of a married life.
To the tune of, I'le never love thee more.

A Young man lately did complaine
because that he was wed:
And counsel'd others to abstaine
from Hymeneal bed:
Had years but given him man-like thoughts,
he'ed not bin so unwise,
For wives increase mans happines,
then T'is not otherwise .

What joy is there upon the earth
but Mariage makes it more,
It is to man a second birth.
and openeth the doore
To happines, and such delight
that none but they comprize:
They pleasures have both day and night,
then t'is not otherwise .

When I was single I did stray
in heart, in words, and life,
But I have found a better way
I thanke my loving wife:
I now live free from all suspect,
and many wicked lyes,
The good I wisht, hath tooke effect,
then t'is not otherwise.

Much company I us'd to keepe,
before I had a wife.
The memory doth make me weepe,
for t'was a wicked life:
Such comfort now at home I finde,
from Mariage to arise,
I wish all men were in my minde,
then t'is not otherwise.

Unthrifty games I now have left
as Tables, Cards and Dice,
That oft hath me of wealth bereft,
I curse no Ace, nor Sice:
I do not now the Cards bid burne,
that made my anger rise,
A wife hath caused me to turne
then t'is not otherwise

So civill I am growne of late
since that I made my choice,
I hate each swearing swaggering mate,
which makes me to rejoyce:
The company I now do keepe,
are honest men and wise,
That not with drinke, but sence do sleepe,
then t'is not otherwise.

No Constable nor watch feare I,
that cryeth Who goes there?
I doe not reele, but soberly
can passe them void of care:
I use no caudels in the morne,
I drinke not out mine eyes,
My wife hath made me these to scorne,
then t'is not otherwise.

This diet makes me to forget
the head-ach that some have,
Which makes them for all things unfit,
(to drinke I am no slave.)
Those men their vertue hath out-worne,
that drinke doth so disguise,
My wife hath made me this to scorne,
then t'is not otherwise.

The second part. To the same tune.

A Gainst I from my labour come,
my wife provides me meat:
When I was single none at home,
found I, or what to eate.
At sight of me she layes the cloath,
and then for meat she hies,
Which makes me to forget all sloath,
then t'is not otherwise.

If I seeme discontent with ought,
she kindly prayes me tell,
If that it may be beg'd or bought,
(or where it is to sell:)
That would me please, & merry make:
the teares stand in her eyes
Till I my discontent forsake:
then t'is not otherwise.

It is a comfort for to see,
good women meeke and mild,
That to her come in charity,
when that she is with child:
They comfort her if she do sound,
one for strong water hies,
And so their husbands healths drinke round,
then t'is not otherwise.

When that she doth in child-bed lye.
the neighbours in their love,
Will with her sit, and pleasantly
to mirth they doe her move:
By christning of my little lad
I did in credit rise:
All this by my good wife I had,
then t'is not otherwise.

For gossiping they send in meat,
would well serve forty men.
As good as any man can eate,
for mutton, pig, or hen;
They eate not halfe but leave it me,
there profit doth arise:
This cometh by a wife you see,
then t'is not otherwise.

One gives a peece, and one a spoone
unto my pretty childe,
And wish that ere tomorrow noone,
their cradles to be fil'd
With such a pretty child as this:
joy there to me doth rise,
Had I no wife all this I misse,
then t'is not otherwise.

The babe doth grow, and quickly speake,
this doth increase my joy,
To heare it tattle, laugh, and squeake,
I smile and hug the boy:
I with it play with great delight,
and hush it when it cryes,
And ever with it in my sight,
then t'is not otherwise.

All Batchelors I wish you wed,
if merry you would live,
A single man is oft misled,
and seldome doth he thrive:
I liv'd before, but better now,
my joy and wealth arise,
To live well I have showne you how,
then t'is not otherwise.

Printed at London by G.E.

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