%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Sorrowfull Damsels Lamentation / For Want of a Husband. / This Maiden sure was in a Longing Temper, / And Young men they are to blame that would venture, / It is a pity any Damsel she / Should Want the help of a Young man's Company. / This Maidens Fortune proves so very Hard, / That never a Young does her no more Regard: / But Young men hereafter be sure to have a Care, / They do not bring Young Maidens to Despair. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 03/14/2016 34695

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R227381 1 The Country Farmer King James's Jig; The Country Farmer The Country Farmer I am a poor maiden lives in great distress, / I am sorely tormented now I do confess To see so many get Husbands and I can get none. Houghton Library Huth EBB65H Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 248 The Sorrowfull Damsels Lamentation / For Want of a Husband. / This Maiden sure was in a Longing Temper, / And Young men they are to blame that would venture, / It is a pity any Damsel she / Should Want the help of a Young man's Company. / This Maidens Fortune proves so very Hard, / That never a Young does her no more Regard: / But Young men hereafter be sure to have a Care, / They do not bring Young Maidens to Despair. The Sorrowfull Damsels Lamentation For Want of a Husband. This Maiden sure was in a Longing Temper, And Young men they are to blame that would venture, It is a pity any Damsel she Should Want the help of a Young man’s Company. This Maidens Fortune proves so very Hard, That never a Young does her no more Regard: But Young men hereafter be sure to have a Care, They do not bring Young Maidens to Despair. The Sorrowful Damsel's Lamentation For Want of a Husband. This Maiden sure was in a Longing Temper, And Young men they are to blame that would venture, It is a pity any Damsel she Should Want the help of a Young man's Company. This Maiden's Fortune proves so very Hard, That never a Young does her no more Regard: But Young men hereafter be sure to have a Care, They do not bring Young Maidens to Despair. ?-? P. Brooksby

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I am a poor maiden lives in great distress, I am sorely tormented now I do confess To see so many are marryed and I lye alone That I have so long taryd and still can get none I am ready to fret myself out of my wit To see so many have Husbands, and I a maid yet, Which makes me to fret & to grieve and to make moan To see so many get Husbands and I can get none. I shall be undone if some course be not tane I am so much troubled with lying alone To lye in my Bed and to toss as I do It will kill any maiden the truth it is so, I tumble, I pull and I hall and I tear, When I think of a Husband but I am never the near Which makes me to fret and to grieve & to make moan To see so, etc.
When I see a young woman to give a young child the Breast I am mightily vexed and sorely opprest Because I cant have the Comfort of a man I am ready to go mad let me do what I can My maiden head louds me so sore I do say, I am in great danger I shall go astray Which makes me to fret and to grieve and to make moan To see so, etc. When I am a making the Beds oh then I do swear I could wish that some prity Young man I had there That would humour my Fancy to give me Content That I might be marryd I am so fully bent For never poor maiden had more need of a Cure To lye with a Husband oh that would be pure But still I do fret to grieve and make moan To see so many get Husbands and I can get none.
There is now little pitty in Youngmen I find That a maiden should prove them to be so unkind To see other maidens that now are Wed What Comfort they have when with Husbands theyre Sped While I do lye knawing the sheets all the night To think of the Comfort, Ide have if I might Which makes me to fret to grieve and make moan To see so many get Husbands and I can get none. Of all maidens in London my Luck is the Worst That I cannot get marryd, sore I am Crost And so many Young men that in London there be And never a One do except now of me I think I was born in the Arse of the Moon That never a One will take me in my Bloom Which makes me to fret and to Cry Im undone To see so, etc. My Longing will kill me I greatly do fear If I be not marryd before the next year Therefore if some Young man will take pitty on me And to ease all my Grief and my great misery, Then I should be easd and clear out of Sorrow Tho to have a Husband of my own that I need not to bor-row But yet I do fret and grieve and make moan To see so, etc. There was never no maiden so sorely opprest For want of a Husband I take little Rest And yet there is no Young man that comes on this way That I can have his favour with me for to stay I fear Ise be glad for to mourn all my Life, Neither Rich man nor Poor man will make his Wife Which makes me to fret and grieve and make moan To see so, etc. And now I have told the best part of my mind I shall dye a Maiden Young men are so unkind It dos Kill my heart that its Ready to brake When I see so many Young men to walk in the streets And never a One will take me to be Marryd That I fear all the days of my Life I must tarry I have the worst luck now to lye all alone To see so many get Husbands and I can get none.
Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye-corner.