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The gossipping vviues complaint against hir riche churlishe husband.
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The gossipping vviues complaint against hir riche churlishe husband.
This sentence giv'n, the whole route'gann to riseBut pert quicke-tongued Gossippa (whose eyes
Contaynd of beymishe teares a cristall fluude)
Starts-vpp, and praies Dame Will, to hir be good.
Of all thy louing subiectes J (quoth shee)
Haue euer yet beene found faythfulst to thee
And therefore my good Queene, let me acquainte
Thy gentle eares with one petition plainte.
Two thinges I loue; two vsuall thinges they are
The firste, newe-fashiond cloathes, J loue to weare
Newe tires, newe ruffes; J, and newe gesture too:
Jn all newe fashions, J doe loue to goe:
The second thing J loue, is this J weene
To ride aboute to haue those newe cloat hes seene
At eu'rye gossipping I am at still
And euer wilbe, maie J haue my will
For at ons owne howse, praie, who ist' cann see
Howe fyne in newe found, fash'ond tires wee bee?
And whoo'd goe gaie, to please a husbands veiwe?
Alas we wiues doe take but smale delight
Yf none (besides our husbandes) se'es that sight.
It ioyes our heartes, to heare an other man
Praise this or that attire, that wee weare on
Wee iocond are, and thinke our selues much graste
Yf we heare one saie, faire wenche, faithe in waste
This straight-girt gowne, becomes you passing well
From other Taylors, yours doe beare the bell:
Oh hee that well cann actt-out such sweete partes
Throwes-vp the lure which wynns our verye hartes
When we are stubborn'st, then let men with skill
Rubb'es well with th'oyle of praise and bend we will
That smoothe-fyne supple oyle doth soften vs soe
As what ist then we will not yeild vnto?
Meetinges and brauerye were my delight:
Those were the two: but (greate queene) he'res the spight
Without greate store of wealth, be dailie gainde
Of all delightes, those are the worste maintaind
And therefore I did alwaies plott in mind
Howe a wealthie, riche husband, out to find
And one J've gott: but such a churle is hee
As scarce a penny will bestowe on mee
And that shall neuer come, but (fore, J ha'te)
The miserable clowne, will scratch his pate
Alwayes demaundinge what with't, J will doe
And then comes out, her'es such a stir with you.
A man had better ridd-be of his life
Then clog'd with such a fydling foolish wife
Such are his tauntes, when J demaund him ought
As what I gett from him is dearelie bought.
I cannot grosslie feede, for J in sooth
Haue a tender mawe, and a daintie tooth
These beeues and muttons, are but homelie fare
My appetite doth thirste-for what's most rare:
Had J vnto my mind, then J would eate
Still of the fynest pallat-pleasing meate
Soe straunglie hatefull as these rich churles wives
For yf J cannot gnawe, a hard drye cruste
Manie a daie, faste-out the tyme I muste.
Juste like to Tantalus i fares with mee
For what J hunger-for J alwaies see.
All what against him Jd'e to saie, Ive saide
Nowe queene J doe ymplore thy counsells ayde.
J cannot gossipp it nor cann goe trymm
Cause J want arte, to worke coine out from him.
Tatling Gossippa here-at holdes hir tongue
With praying maddam Will to right hir wronge.
Silence beinge made, thus dame Will replies.
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