%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Match me this VVedding. OR, / A health that was drunke in Sider and Perrie. / And good strong Beere to, which did make the lads mery. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1633-1633 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/27/2011 30193

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S102976 2 a new Court tune UNKNOWN A New Court Tune the same tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune OF late there was a wedding, / kept in faire Gloster towne, THen Philip tooke the cup in hand, / quoth he as others doe, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 272 1: 273 Match me this VVedding. OR, / A health that was drunke in Sider and Perrie. / And good strong Beere to, which did make the lads mery. Match me this VVedding. OR, A health that was drunke in Sider and Perrie. And good strong Beere to, which did make the lads mery. Match me this Wedding. OR, A health that was drunk in Cider and Perry. And good strong Beer too, which did make the lads merry. 1633-1633 Tho: Lambert

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OF late there was a wedding, kept in faire Gloster towne, Where lads to drinke their Lasses health, did bravely sit them downe, And first bespake the Bride-groome, heres a health unto my Bride, And to all the sweet-hearts evry one, young men you have beside. The first spake kind Toby, a Welch-man I protest, Heres unto young Guintlin, a Lasse that I love best, Theres not her like for beauty, search all your English shires, And he that dares denie it, weel have him by the eares. With that bespake young Samuel, pretty Bessee is my deere, For true love and for constancy, none can my Love come neere, And therefore kind Toby, if thoult maintaine thy word, Beare witnesse all that heares me speake, Ile make thee eate my sword. With that bespake honest John, my Nans of beauty free, Though not so faire as others are, yet that ner troubles me, Her love was ever constant, and so shall mine be still, Therefor my Nannies health Ile pledge, with love and true good will.
Then Thomas he tooke up the cup, being the fourth in place, My turne is come quoth he to drinke, a health to my sweets Grace, Her friends did ever love me, as if I were their owne, Therefore my constant love to her, for ever shall be showne. Then William tooke the cup in hand, and thus began to say, Faire Bridget I have wooed oft, but still she sayes me nay. Her friends were ever willing that married we should be, Therefore my Bridgets health Ile drink in hope she will love me. With that spake bould Joseph, if a man had house and land, A Woman to consume it, would helpe him out of hand, And for to get a sweet-heart, I never tooke no care: Therefore brave gallants of your healthes I meane to drinke no share. With that spake trusty Roger, this mans not of my minde, For I have sweet-hearts three or foure, of nature good and kinde, But yet my peerelesse Peggy is a Diamond in my eye, Therefore my Peggies health Ile drinke, and love her till I dye.
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THen Philip tooke the cup in hand, quoth he as others doe, With all my heart this health Ile drinke, unto my owne sweete Sue. For beauty and for constancy, I know she has a share, But for her huswifery, my Susan shall with best compare. Then Francis tooke the cup in hand, and said, friends doe you heare, This health is to faire Maudlin, a lasse that I love deere, Not London, nor faire Bristow, nor Yorke that merry towne, For true love and for constancy, can put my Maudlin downe. Then Henry tooke the cup in hand, and then these words he said, Heres a health unto my Mary, but truth is shes no maid, She is a widow gallants, that hath both house and land, Besides a handsome woman too, Ide have you understand. Then Charles tooke up the cup, and said these words most bold, Heres a health unto my Rachell, which must not be controld, Though Morgan said Rachell was his, and challengd me the field, Proud Morgan knowes I bravely there made him his sword up yeeld. Then Laurence he tooke up the cup, quoth he to make an end, Heres a health unto faire Isabell, my constant loving friend, Her friends and mine have talked, and thereon are agreed,
Therefore faire Isabell I intend, to marry with all speed. When all this strife was ended, I tooke the cup in hand, And drunke a health unto my friends, in order as they stand, First to my loving Hostis, that loves a pot and a toste, And to her honest husband, calld my red nose Host. Next health is to all Tailors, where ever they doe dwell, That never boild their Cabage, within a pit cald hell. A health unto the Baker, that never was misled, Nor yet put in the Pillorie, for sizing of his bread. A health unto the Widow, that nere did braule nor scold, That hath a faire young daughter, of ninety nine yeares old. A health to all good huswives, that nere did sweare nor curse, Nor never did picke money, out of their husbands purse. And thus they broke up company, all friends for ought I know, And every one most willingly, unto their home did goe. Had not young Samuel at first, allaid the Welch-mans heat, He would have sworne them cowards all, and said he did them beat.
FINIS. J.S. Printed at London for Tho: Lambert, at the signe of the Hors-shoo in Smithfield.