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Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

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	THE WIVING AGE
	To the tune of the Golden age. I ' I ^He Maidens of London are now in despaire, J- How they shall get husbands, it is all their care, Though maidens be neuer so vertuous and faire, Yet old wealthy widowes, are yong mens chiefe ware. Oh this is a wiuing age. Oh this is a wiuing age. 1 A yong man need neuer take thought how to wiue, For widowes and maidens for husbands doe striue, Heres scant men enough for them all left aliue, They flocke to the Church, like Bees to the Hiue. Oh this is a wiuing age, Oh this is a wiuing age. 3   Twixt widowes and maids there is a great strife, And either of them would faine be a wife, They all doe cry out on this fond single life, And long to dance after a Taber and Fife. Oh this is a wiuing age. Oh this is a wiuing age. 4   The maidens I doubt will be put to the worst, And widowes though old, will be maried all first, To drinke the bride Posset good Lord how they thirst, Though they haue foule faces the're beautifull purst. Oh this is a wiuing age. Oh this is a wiuing age.
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