Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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184                THE TAMING OF A SHREW.
To pleasure al thes good wyves heire              35
I meane to do my best. For I do see even by their lookes
No hurte to me they thinke, And thus it chancte upon a tyme,
(But first give me a drinke.)                       «
Not long agoe a lustye lad
Did woe a livelye lasse, And long it was before he cold
His purpose bring to passe ; Yet at the lenth it thus fell out,                       43
She granted his petition, That she would be his wedded wyfe,
But yet on this condicion.
That she shold weare the breeches on
For one yeare and a day,                             50
And not to be controld of him
Whatsoere she'd do or say. She rulde, shee raignd, she had hir wil
Even as she wold require; But marke what fell out afterwards,               «
Good wyves I you desyre.
She made him weary of his lyfe;
He wisht that death wold come, And end his myserye at once,
Ere that the yeare was run;                        91
He thought it was the longest yeare
That was since he was borne,
62. she did or said.