john Hadlands advice: Or a warning for all young men that have means, advising them to forsake lewd company Cards, Dice, and Queans,  
To the tune of the bonny bonny Broom.  
 

TO all men now. I'll plainly show,  
how I have spent my time,  
For I have wrought my overthrow  
with drinking Beer and Wine:  
I had no grace for to foresee  
my folly, till 'twas too late,  
But still did follow lewd company,  
I mean each drunken Mate.  
But now I may with sorrow sadly say,  
my heart is filled with woes,  
Had it not been for the good Ale-tap,  
I had gone in better clothes.   

My means is spent and all is gone,  
and friendship now is grown cold,  
Alas, I'm comfortless alone,  
now I think o'th' proverb old,  
Which says as long as men have means  
they shall regarded be:  
But having none they lose their friends,  
and then comes misery.  
For now I may, etc.   

So long as I had money store,  
I had much pleasure indeed,  
But now alas I am grown poor,  
and do want to serve my need:  
But there is none will do for me,  
as I for others have done,  
For I was always kind and free,  
and that is plainly known.  
But now, etc.   

I have been drinking oftentimes,  
amongst the roaring brave Boys,  
Of Beer and Ale, and choice of Wines,  
which I have thought much joys.   
 

But now I find it was not good  
to use such company.  
For now alas I have understood,  
it hath caused my misery.  
And now. etc.   

I had no power for to give o'er,  
when once I did begin,  
I 〈◊〉 my money and run o'th' store,  
to allow that deadly sin:  
Alas I did not think that I  
should e'er have suffered want,  
For I did cry hang't let money ●lie,  
'tis vain to think upon't.  
But now, etc.   

Whilst I had means I still found friends  
which made a very fair show,  
But now I want, their friendship ends,  
and me they will not know.  
Which striketh terror to my poor heart  
to think what I have been;  
But now I suffer woe and smart  
even for my former sin.  
And now, etc.   

My Host and Hostestes where I came,  
they would bid me welcome still,  
I was the man that had the fame,  
to call and bid them ●ll:  
If I bid go then they would run,  
to tend on me they were willing:  
And many a time it was well known,  
for two groats I paid a shilling.  
But now I may with sorrow sadly say,  
my heart is filled with woes,  
Had it, etc.    

The second part, To the same tune.  
 

THeir words were sweet & I might greet,  
my Hosts and her fine Maid,  
With a kiss or two when as none did séeed,  
but I have full dear paid.  
For they would crave fine knacks to have,  
and I did give it them still.  
My means maintained them fine & brave,  
their minds I did fulfil.  
But now I may with sorrow sadly say,  
my heart is filled with woes:  
Had it not been for the good Ale-tap,  
I had gone in better clothes.   

Sometimes an ell of Lawn or two,  
Cambric or Holland most fine,  
For a favour on a Lass I did bestow,  
to walk with me tot'h Wine,  
And there I have consumed my means,  
in a most shameful sort,  
Amongst those Caterpillar queans,  
which grieves me to report.  
But, etc.   

You Gallants all, to you I cry and call,  
learn by me for to be wise.  
For I did climb till I had catcht a fall;  
and now I cannot rise:  
Therefore I'm in a woeful estate,  
as all men plainly may see:  
Now I repent but 'tis too late,  
for there is no remedy.  
And, etc.   
 

Now must I stand with my cap in my hand,  
and of a clown favour crave,  
Whereas formerly I have had command  
of those were fine and brave:  
But now brave Gallants me despise,  
because that I have no means,  
Once more young men learn to be wise,  
hate Cards, Dice, Whores, and Queans.  
For, etc.   

john Had-land now some do me call,  
and that name well I may have:  
I being poor they will chide and brawl,  
and do call me rogue and slave:  
Which is much grief unto my mind,  
to think they should use me so,  
They're harsh to me to whom I was kind,  
my friend is grown my foe.  
Therefore, etc.   

Thus have I told to young and old,  
that they may warning now take,  
For hereby me you may well behold,  
that friends will you forsake:  
When once that you grow poor and bare,  
and have no money to pay,  
Then follows misery grief and care,  
and your friends depart away.  
Therefore I may with sorrow sadly say,  
my heart is filled with woes:  
Had it not been for the good Ale-tap,  
I had gone in better clothes.   
R. C.  
FINIS.   

Printed at London for Francis Coules.