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Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

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17   Your speeches will make me still willing to tarry, Sith VViddowes and Batchelors both doe miscarry; Yet 'tis said in London, that when we doe bury Our Husbands, next moneth we are ready to marry:
Oh this is a lying Age, Oh this is &c.
18   Nay more, to abash vs, the Poets o'th times, Doe blazon vs forth in their Ballads and Rimes, With bitter inuectiue satvricall lines,
As though we had done some notorious crimes. Oh this is a scandalous Age, Oh this is &c.
19   I would I the Poet could get in my clutches,
He were better write ballads against ye Arch-dutches: There is one mad ballad that sorely vs touches, The hetroclite Singer, that goes vpon Crutches,
Doth roare out the Wiuing Age,
Doth roare out &c.
20   But 'tis no great matter, let Knaues say their worst, And swell with foule enuy vntill they doe burst.
I keepe you so long, I shall make you be curst, I could find in heart to stay still, if you durst:
Oh now comes the -parting Age,
Oh now comes the -parting Age.
Printed at London for Iohn Trundle.
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