A Fairing for young men, OR The careless Lover.  
Who is resolved in his mind, upon a merry strain,  
To Love, but not long, unless his Love, loves him again;  
He wishes all bachelors to be ruled by this Song,  
And then their sweethearts should not fool them so long.  

To the tune of, He that hath most Money, he is the best Man.  

 
LIst you brave youngsters that live in the city  
and likewis you country Lads harken a while  
Here are some verses, I hope they will fit ye;  
which when you have heard may cause you to smil  
I loved a Maid once but she did deceive me,  
and for the loss of her I'll not complain,  
No beauties of freedom shall ever bereave me,  
For I cannot love if not loved again.   

My Love for beauty I needs must commend her,  
and for her carriage it seemed very fair  
But such a politic Wit did attend her  
that I had like to be caught in fool's snare,  
For by experience be sure I can tell thee,  
false love will puzzle, and trouble thy brain,  
Then let not fond smiles, and glances compel thee  
To love and not be beloved again.   

She in my company often consented,  
for to be merry, and pass time away,  
And for a while I rested contented,  
though in her carriage she seemed very coy  
But when I perceived her subtle delusion,  
her humours no longer I then would maintain  
For 'tis a madness and breeds a confusion.  
To love and not to be beloved again.   

The more you seek to a Maid, she will slight you  
strive for to please her as well as you can  
The more you entreat her, the less she'll requite you  
such fools some maidens do make of a Man:  
Then they'll fly from you, thinking to prove you,  
but for their absence never complain,  
The more than you slight them, the better they'll love you  
For i le never love if not loved again.    

The second part,  
to the same tune  

 
SOme like the wind will be always changing,  
and yet with fancies will lead you along:  
When that their minds on others are ranging,  
thinking to charm you with their false tonng,  
They'll kiss you, they'll clip you, they'll tell you a story  
when all your time will prove labour in vain,  
At last they will leave you, and take in, to a glory:  
But j'll never love if not loved again.   

Bachelors all that hear this my Ditty,  
take my advice and be ruled by me,  
Slight your coy Lasses in country and city:  
then to your humours they'll quickly agree,  
The more you creep to them, the sooner they'll leave you  
Keep a while from them, you'll hear them complain  
Tell them you'll leave them, if once they deceive you  
Then if you'll love them they'll love you again.   

Lasses there be to that will fawn upon you,  
and make you believe they do love you so dear,  
When 'tis to try what they can get on you,  
to feast their chops with Wine and good cheer,  
On shall be nameless did serve them all finely,  
for to a Tavern he led them away,  
Called for good cheer and welcomed them kindly,  
And left these Lasses the reckoning to pay.   

Have a care, have a rare Young men be careful,  
Maids are too cunning for you now a days,  
Some will be sullen, and some will be cheerful,  
some are too nimble, and some have delays,  
Some Maids are wanton, and some Maids are civil  
but j'll choose a Maid that means honest and plain  
For some are to cunning I think for the Devil,  
But j'll love that Maid that will love me again.   

She that loves truly be sure will ne'er leave thee  
but faithful and constant will always remain,  
And of thy Estate she'll never deceive thee,  
but give thee good counsel the same to maintain;  
she'll ne'er put you off with so many denials,  
as some their be that delights in that strain,  
To wast your means and your time upon trials;  
But if you love her she'll love you again.   

You young men all I have sent you a Fairing  
they that are honest hearts hear it away,  
And for to give it your loves be not sparing,  
for 'tis good counsel and truth I dare say,  
young men be careful but be not deceitful,  
let not your sweetheart have cause to complain  
If they prove constant then prove not ungrateful,  
But if they love you then love them again.    C. ●. 
FINIS.   

London, Printed for Francis Greve dwelling on Snow-hill.