To her brown Beard.
For i'le warrant the Girl he'l Love the.
This Counsel doth advise all Maidens, kind,
To have a ca [...]e lest Cupid make them blind,
Whereby to dote on Young mens fickle Love,
Which their actions will unconstant prove:
Husbands enough, and plenty may be had,
Some very good, and some exceeding bad;
Then come fair Maids, pray pick and chuse the best,
And let Old Nick make use of all the rest,
Tune of Sweet is the Lass, or my maidenhead will not o're load me.
YOu pretty Ladies all
That merrily are disposed
Once again to you I call
To hear what is disclosed?
It's but a jest, yet 'tis the best,
And such conceits doth move me,
To tell you true, as you may know
Which is the man doth love thee.
In the first place I shall you tell
How you may easily find him;
Do but observe his carriage well;
Yet make tho you did not mind him:
Observe also how he doth go,
As thy fancy it doth move thee,
I she he fair and honest too
I'l warrant thee girl he'l love thee.
If he be of nature meek and mild,
Or of a carriage civil,
But if he has a Girl with Child
Oh that's an action evil,
Such a beard do not come near,
Though he vows to lye above thee,
But it he's one that's fair and young
Ile warrant thee girl he'l love thee.
But of a wanton have a care,
That will both drink and swagger,
He'l bring his Toushold poor and hare
Himself will turn a Beggar:
But it thous't find one of thy mind
You shall no whit disprove me,
Make choice of one that neer did wrong
Ile warrant &c.
Be not afraid of a Carrot heard
They'r good when they be sodden,
So is a Ten that hath new said
If she be not too much trodden,
Brown Tair I find is true and kind,
I speak as't doth bohove me,
But black I wis, hath a good kiss,
Ile warrant &c.
A red Hair'd man will find a Purse
To sit long on Alebenches,
But yettow Hair is ten times worse,
He loves to follow menthes:
And for grey Hair, is full of care,
Young flesh it will move thee,
But he that's turl'd above the world
Ile warrant &c.
Of sandy-Hair have a great care.
For fear lest he be jealous,
And of a red Nose to beware,
For he doth love the Alehouse:
Let not a red come in thy bed,
White Hair is it will move thee.
But perfect brown's the hest in Town,
Ile warrant &c.
The Flaten Hair it is very good,
And of such a civil carriage,
Leather beards of a sturvy mood:
Ioyn not with him in marriage:
A down lookt man that's pale and wan.
Of all delights hee'l prove the,
Red theary theek is mild and week,
Ile warrant &c.
From others let toy praise proceed
When as they do come near thee,
There's some do make great shows indeed
But will not love you dearly.
Of such beware and have a care.
I speak as't doth behove me.
Chuse but him that is like to me,
Ile warrant &c.
Some maidens they do sore lament
Because they are forsaken.
Therefore these lines I did invent
That none should ve mistaken
So maids adieu I did to you,
Tryal it is approv'd in me,
Think what you will, the brown Hair still
Ile warrant thee girl, hee'l love thee.
Printed for P. Brooksby at the golden ball in Pye-Corner.