The VVorlds Svveet-heart: VVhereby it is shewed that Mistris Money, Is the worlds Sweet-heart and Hony.

To the tune of, The Begger Boy.
SWeet Mistris Money I here will declare,
thy beauty which euery one adoreth,
The loft y gallant and beggar so bare,
some help and comfort from thée imploreth:
For thou art become the worlds swéetheart,
while euery one doth make thée their honey,
And loath they are from thée to depart,
so well they doe love sweet Mistris Money.
Money is that which all men obey,
the wealthy rich miser doteth upon it,
He puts her to trading vntill such a day,
and is very carefull in parting from it:
It joyes him to sée a great heap of wealth,
and Lady Pecunia is his deare honey,
While he is content for to starue himselfe,
even for the love of Mistris Money.
The Citty of London doth take great care,
to gaine her fauour by some new fashion,
And for her sake they will giue you such ware,
as there is not better in any Nation:
For euery ones heart is now set vpon her,
and she is become their onely deare Honey,
Where euer she goes her steps they doe honour
so well they doe love sweet Mistris Money.
Though Moneys complexion be very white,
yet I doe thinke there was neuer yet any
Could equall her beauty which is so bright,
so that she hath friends and louers many.
Each one will lend her a helping hand,
to carry abroad their dearest honey,
And they will be ready at her command,
even for the love of Mistris Money.
Your Country men to the Market will goe,
with corne and such other like prouision,
And to procure money sometimes you do know
they will sell it off vpon any condition:
To cure their hearts of sorrow and care.
the sauour of coyne is as swéet as honey,
And they are glad to sell off their ware,
even for the love of Mistris Money.
The Shepheard that lyeth abroad in the sield,
and neuer careth for wind or weather,
Doth hope that his shéepe some profit wil yéeld,
which makes him to kéepe them all together:
For he wil sit on the side of a Rock,
or else lye vpon a gréen banke that is sunny,
And there he will kéepe his poore little stock,
even for the love of Mistris Money.

The second part,

To the same tune.
IN City and Country and euery place,
tis money that is so much respected,
For she can neuer receiue disgrace,
since many deuises are still projected
By those which séeke her fauour to gaine,
and make her their onely delight and honey,
For they will refuse no labour and paine,
in hope for to get sweet Mistris Money.
I thinke the world shall come to an end,
before that Money shall be despised,
For in euery corner she hath a close friend,
and by euery one she is highly prised:
In euery country where euer you ride,
the sauour of coyne is sweet as the hony,
And all the Inns on the roade doe prouide,
to entertaine sweet mistris Money.
Now Cupid may lay by his quiuer and bow,
whereby sometime much loue was procured,
Since now to marry they are very slow,
vnlesse that a portion may be assured:
For that doth carry their fancy away,
so that young men doe make it their honey,
And many a wedding without all delay.
is made up for the love of money.
Mark where you doe come & you shal still find,
that for your money you shal be attended,
My Host and my Hostesse will be very kind,
but when that your siluer and coin is spended
Faith then you may goe with much grief & woe
because you haue parted from your deare hony;
For that respect which to you they did show;
was for the love of mistris Money.
At Rome the priests doe make her a Saint,
who cheat the people by fond delusion,
And if that you no mony doe want,
you shall for your sins haue an absolution:
Thus in forraine countries whereuer you goe,
this Mammon is counted their onely hony,
And vnto you much kindnesse they'l shew,
even for the love of mistris Mony.
The Seaman likewise will trauaile abroad,
in storms & in tempests his heart nere faileth
Vntill with commodities he be wel stor'd,
and then through the Ocean he lustily saileth
He cares not if that he méet with some blowes,
for he so esteemeth his dearest hony,
That he spreadeth his sayls and away he goes,
& sometimes he bringeth home gold & Mony.
Thus all mens affections are equally bent,
to Money, which maketh them ful of mettle,
And when they doe want it they are discontent,
because their loue on it they doe settle:
Yet I would not haue you to set your heart
on worldly treasure to make it your hony,
But to buy this ditty before you depart,
if that you doe love sweet Mistris Mony.

Printed at London for Tho: Lambert, at the signe of the Horshoo in Smithfield.

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