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VVills sentence vppon the rich churle

Svbiect quoth shee I've heard thy Jniuries
And yf they all bee true which J did beare
Then are they too too much for thee to beare
For to vs women these thinges are moste Jll
T'abate our prides, and to restraine our will
If hee bee riche; his barnes are full of graine
Where hee one bushell sells, sell thou still twaine
His swyne, sheepe, geese, henns, ducks, doe thou convaie
J, sell his very shirtes but goe thou gaie,
Of all men, hee vnworthy'st is of life
That will not laste of all mistruste his wife.
A nightes, faile not but pick the churles stuft purse
Yf hee doth sware, I hope thy tongue cann curse
But yf his barnes, purse, yarde, and all doe fayle
Then to th'old vse put thou thy nimble tayle
Lett that worke for thee; for by that same waie
Ther'es man e a woman makes hir selfe gaie
That waie thou maiste the supple sattins ware
That waie thou maiste feede on thee dainty'st fare
Yf noe waie else thou canste make thy selfe trymm
Then that waie, tis my will, thou punnish him.


Whoo'd sweate and toyle for this same golden treasure
When one maie gett it, with the sweetest pleasure
Thou knowst my minde; Gossippa, doe it then:
Faire wenches cannot want, while there are men.