A PEPYSIAN GARLAND - online book

Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

	A HE-DEVIL
	2    I thought each day as long as a yeere, vntill that I was mated, My Mayden-head I could not beare, so sore that life I hated: I long'd to haue a man, with pleasure to content me, But now that I haue gotten one, it sorely doth repent me. 3   For he is such a dogged wretch, and doth so basely vse me, Many a sorrowfull sigh I fetch, when he doth beat and bruise me. I  marryed him for loue that was not worth a farthing, And yet he doth ingratefull proue, iudge, is not this a hard thing? 4   Two hundred pounds in ready coyne, my father did bequeath me, Which I (as freely as 'twas1 mine) did giue to him that hath me. Against my friends consent, I chose him for my pleasure, But now my hasty match repent, I doe (as they say) by leasure. 5    HE doth consume & waste my means in lewd dishonest fashion, Among a crew of Knaues and Queanes which turnes to my vexation: And if I speake to him, in kindnesse, to reclaime him, Heele with his girdle lace my skin, though all the neighbours blame him. 1 Text t'was.
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