%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Young-Mans Labour lost. / He with a fair Maid was in love, / But she to him unkind did prove: / As by this Ditty you shall hear, / If Young men they will but draw near; / And Maidens too it doth advise, / To learn henceforth for to be wise. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1678-1678 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/19/2011 31507

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R229107 1 The Jeering Young-Man UNKNOWN The Jeering Young-Man AS I past by a Green-Wood side, / A pritty Couple I espy'd, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 4: 81 The Young-Mans Labour lost. / He with a fair Maid was in love, / But she to him unkind did prove: / As by this Ditty you shall hear, / If Young men they will but draw near; / And Maidens too it doth advise, / To learn henceforth for to be wise. The Young-Mans Labour lost. He with a fair Maid was in love, But she to him unkind did prove: As by this Ditty you shall hear, If Young men they will but draw near; And Maidens too it doth advise, To learn henceforth for to be wise. The Young Man's Labor lost. He with a fair Maid was in love, But she to him unkind did prove: As by this Ditty you shall hear, If Young men they will but draw near; And Maidens too it doth advise, To learn henceforth for to be wise. 1678-1678 F. Coles, T. Vere, I. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger.

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AS I past by a Green-Wood side, A pritty Couple I espyd, A Young-man and a dainty Lass, But mark what after came to pass: He thought her humours for to fit, But yet she was too ripe a wit; She would not yield to his desire, As by this Story you shall hear. To Complement he did begin, The Maids affection for to win, With speeches fair he did intreat, And often said his heart would break;
Quoth he, I am my Fathers Heir, And have Threescore Pound a Year, I will maintain you gallantly, If thou wilt yield my Bride to be. Therefore I pray you be not coy, For thou shalt be my only joy; If thou denyst thou wilt break my heart, For didst thou know the deadly smart Which I sustain both day and night For thee which art my hearts delight; Therefore my dearest pitty me, Or I shall dye for love of thee.
The Maid. GOod Sir, I thank you for your love, Of your discourse I dont approve; For many now a days I see, Do bring themselves to Poverty, By Marrying whilst they are so young, But ile not do my self such wrong: Therefore forbear, thy suits in vain, I will not Marry I tell thee plain. You say you have threescore pound a year What if thou hast I do not care, I knew those that had three times more, And spent it all upon a Whore: And so may thou for ought I know, For all you make so fair a show: Then be content, and do not prate, For fear that I should break thy pate. The Young-Man. The Young-man standing in amaze, And on the Maid did strangely gaze; At last he made her this reply, And unto her these words did say: What ails thee for to be so cross, In troth I like thee worse and worse: Of all the Maids that ere I see, I never heard the like of thee. Sweet-heart believe me, or else chuse, Ide have thee know I am none of those, That spend my means upon a Whore, Or run upon the Ale-wives score: No, I will better be advisd, Its good to be merry and wise: For friends I see are very scant, If that a Man do come to want. Maid. My friend, quoth she, what you have said, Is not half true, I am afraid; I cannot think your so precise. One may see plainly by your eyes: Your Hair is of the Colour right, To couzen Maids is your delight: But thou shalt ner prove false to me, Or I will ner prove true to thee. Therefore forbear my company, And henceforth come not me nigh; For I am not resolvd to Wed, Nor yet to lose my Maiden-head:
A single life is void of care, For marryd Wives must pinch and spare Their charge for to maintain I see, Therefore a single life for me. The Man. Seeing thou provest so unkind, I am resolvd to change my mind: A hundred pound I have in store, And threescore pound a Year and more: If I can find an honest Girl, Ile prize her more then Gold or Pearl, And she shall live a Ladies life, After shes made my wedded wife. And so farewel thou scornful Dame, In time thou mayst repent the same, That thou to me didst prove untrue, In time thou mayst have cause to rue: Before that I will Marry thee, I will be hangd upon a Tree: Rather I will give my wealth and store To one that begs from door to door. Maid. Farewel, be gone, thou sawcy Jack, With thy wealth and money prithee pack, My Portion is an hundred pound, In Silver and good Gold so round: Besides my Mother she doth cry, I shall have all when she doth dye; Then what need I care for thy wealth, Even as thou saidst, go hang thy self. For I am resolved as I begun, To end and so conclude my Song, A single Life I hold it best, And thereon still my mind is prest. For Marriage brings sorrow and care, So in it Ile not bare a share: Since Young-men are so fickle grown, I am resolvd to hold my own. So Maids of you ile take my leave, Let no false young-man you deceive; For many they are hard to trust, Scarce one in twenty proveth just: I for my own part will advise, All Maids henceforth for to be wise: And have a care who you do wed, For fear you bring a Knave to bed.
FINIS. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.