%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Penny-worth of good Counsell. / To Widdowes, and to Maides, / this Counsell I send free; / And let them looke before they leape, / or, that they married bee. Parker, Martin University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/27/2011 30215

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S119380 4 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN Dulcina Dulcina Dulcina the same tune Dulcina The Same Tune OF late it was my chance to walke / for recreation in the Spring, HE keepes me short of every thing, / no money he will give or lend; My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. [with variation] My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 312 1: 313 A Penny-worth of good Counsell. / To Widdowes, and to Maides, / this Counsell I send free; / And let them looke before they leape, / or, that they married bee. A Penny-worth of good Counsell. To Widdowes, and to Maides, this Counsell I send free; And let them looke before they leape, or, that they married bee. A Penny-worth of good Counsel. To Widdows, and to Maids, this Counsel I send free; And let them look before they leap, or, that they married be. Parker, Martin ?-?

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OF late it was my chance to walke for recreation in the Spring, Where as the fethered Quiristers, melodiously aloud did sing; and at that tide, I there espide, A woman faire, her hands sate wringing; shee wept apace, and cryd, alas; My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. Quoth she, when as I was a Mayden, I had store of Suters brave, And I most coyly did reject them, to take the man that now I have; but woe is me, that ere I see The face of him, makes me thus singing, most heavily I sing, and cry, My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. His flattering tongue it did bewitch me, faire promises to me he gave, And said I should have all things plenty, but no such thing Im sure I have; his purse is light, nothing is right, Although a portion I did bring him; aye me poore soule, thus to condole, My Husband hath no fore-cast in him.
Hees not the man I tooke him for, alas, who would be so much tyde? I tell you friends now seriously, my Husband he doth nought but chide: his lookes are sowre, and he doth lowre; For Nature no good parts hath gin him: For which I grieve, You may believe, My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. When as he was a Batcheler, then who but he amongst the Maids? He went most neat in his apparell; but now I finde his glory fades: so spruce he went, would give content, To any Maiden that could win him, heed dance, and sing, wrestle and ring; But now he hath no fore-cast in him. Some Men unto their Wives are loving, and all content to them doe give; But mine is lumpish sad and heavy, which is the cause wherefore I grieve: if I prove kind, some fault heel finde, And sayes he knowes where his shooe wrings him; in darke, or light, by day or night, My Husband hath no fore-cast in him.
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HE keepes me short of every thing, no money he will give or lend; Tis fitting sometimes that a woman should with a friend some money spend: I must sit heere, with heavy cheere, Although that I did something bring him; which makes me thus to cry, alas, My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. He doth not use me like a Woman, and doth not care what clothes I have. When other mens wives weare each fashion, and are maintained rich and brave: thus to the wall, I may condole, Although that this same song I sing him: some counsell give, me to relieve; My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. Eringo-roots I doe provide him, which Cawdles made of Muscadine, Yea, Marrow-bones and Oyster-pyes, which all are dishes good and fine: and Lobsters great, for him to eat, And yolks of Eggs; these have I gin him: doe what I can, yet this same man By no meanes will have fore-cast in him. He will not have me goe abroad, yet seldome is himselfe at home; He saith that I must be a House-dove, I must not flye abroad and rome:
when other Wives, doe lead brave lives, Theyl goe to Playes, heare Fidlers singing, and spend their Coyne, at Ale or Wine; My Husband hath no fore-cast in him. Thus like the Turtle I sit mourning, because I have an unkind Mate; And fickle Fortune on me frowneth, it is my destiny and fate: I hope heel mend, and be more kinde, With sweet embraces I will cling him; Ile speake him faire to have more care; That he may have more fore-cast in him. But if I see hee will not mend, come tell me Widdow, Maid, or Wife; What shall I doe in this same woe? for I am weary of this life: my tongue Ile tune, It shall chime noone, And in his eares a peale Ile ring him; I am put toot and I will doot, Because he hath no fore-cast in him.
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