The Nevv Way of Marriage.
OR, A Pleasant Contract between John and Kate.
Marriage that simple Contract still doth bind,
And mittigate the freedom of the mind:
Kate for prevention of that endless strife,
Will be a Mistris rather then a Wife.
To a Pleasant New Tune.
With Allownace.
John.
DEarest do,
You easily may,
The place is agreeing to't,
And no one can see us do't
then don't delay:
The torment is so great,
that I endure;
That you must immediately
kill or cure:
For time admits of no demurr,
in such a case as this:
I'd erather dye,
Then be so nigh,
and not reap bliss.
Kate.
O kind John,
why so fast?
Yet for all this clatter,
I know no such matter,
there's no hast:
I'm not at leisure yet
to be undone,
Though you languish
Still in pain,
and make moan:
Let the Parson speak some words,
and we shall soon agree;
For my mind is to be kind,
onely to thee.
John.
DEarest Love,
Think what you say,
If once the Parson prove it,
You never can remove it,
night nor day.
Marriage is a tye,
does fools confine,
They no sooner enter in,
but repine:
Then who would feed
In one poor Dish,
and that unwholsome drest:
When he is sure,
Ha can procure,
a nobler Feast?
Then dear Kate,
my only joy;
I have a way more easie,
And that I know will please thee,
mark what I say:
We will the modish way
of love pursue,
Love and lye without a tye,
yet still be true.
Thus in each others joys will we
receive the rapting bliss,
And this shall all the contract be,
seal'd with a kiss.
Kate.
But dear John,
it is well known,
Young-men their love doth last
No longer then the pleasure's past,
ans so be gone.
Therefore if you mean with me,
to ease your mind:
To this you must immediately
be confin'd.
That you on none but me do build,
your faith and love alone:
Then I will thus enviting yield,
come dear John.
John.
Dearest since
you thus comply,
I plight my faith in trust,
And to it will be just,
until I dye:
My fancy shall no more
a roving flye,
But to thee I constantly
my self will tye:
Till we have acted what we meant,
and clay'd each others heart,
Then as we came, with joynt consent,
we'l kiss and part.
Kate.
Well kind John,
my love you have won,
I like this indefferent well,
When either with enjoyment swell,
to stay, or be gone.
Then don't with Courtship sue,
you've gain'd the field,
But to pleasure pay it's due,
I freely yield.
Being thus agreed, they went away
all sorrow to remove:
Within each other to enjoy,
the sweets of Love.
FINIS.
Printed for P. Prooksby, at the G. Ball, in West-smith-field.