The Constant Maiden's Resolution: Or Silver and Gold can●t buy true Love.  
Wherein is showed an old man's fondness the maiden's constancy unto her dearest Friend, being a rare pattern for all maids to take example by the same.  
To the Tune of, laugh and lie down.  
 
 

I Am a young Damsel  
that's plunged in Woe.  
And how to remove it  
I do not well know:  
My friends they would tie me  
unto an Old Man,  
That has store of Riches  
but ●ove him who can.  

'tis not Father nor Mother  
my mind shall remove.  
For I am resolved  
to have him that I love.    

There lived a spruce Old Man  
near unto this Girl,  
Who wooed her and sued her  
like Lord or yet Earl,  
Of wealth he had plenty  
in Riches did swim,  
But ●r all he'd such dainty  
shed not fancy him.  

But still she replied  
my mind shan't remove,  
For, etc.    The Old man. 

My joy and my Honey  
these words than spoke he,  
If thou wilt but set thy  
affetion on me,  
In Laid I will seat thee  
worth thirty a year,  
And a house that's worth twenty  
i'll m●●e it appear.  

Then be ●ot so coy Love  
although I am old,  
For my ●●●e is fervent  
and so 〈◊〉 all hold,    The maid. 

HAd you ne'er so much Riches  
or ne'er so much Gold  
You never shall get my  
heart in your hold,  
For I am resolved  
sink or yet svim,  
To have the Man I can love  
though I do ●eg with him.  

For what joy or what comfort  
has any young bride,  
To have an old sapling  
to lie by her side.    

Where their's cauking and spitting  
and coughing all night,  
Grunting and Groaning  
instead of delight:  
Scratching and Scrubbing  
their Wrinkled Skin,  
When Rest should be had  
then they're making a din.  

And I wonder such old men  
as you cannot see,  
But will marry young wenches  
a Cuckold to be.    The Old Man. 

My Dearest w●y dost thou  
despise an Old Man,  
That will bravely maintain thee  
with Wood and Fan:  
Gloves, Ribbous and Scarves  
thou daily shall Wear,  
Larks, Chickens and Capons  
it shall be thy fare,  

Thou hadst bette● an  
Old Man's darling to be,  
Then to marry with one  
that will never ●ove thee.    The Maid. 

'tis not your Ric● dainties  
nor your brave attire,  
Shall make me condescend  
unto your desire  
Where my mind cannot fancy  
I'll never be tide,  
Although every day in my Coah  
I might Ride.  

No Gold nor yet, Silver,  
my mind, etc.    The Maid. 

Therefore take your answer  
and from me depart.  
For I cannot love you  
with a serious heart:  
No Old Man's Darling  
I mean for to be,  
Cause Old flesh with young flesh  
will never agree.  

Come wealth or come woe  
my mind, etc.    The Old Man. 

I Wonder sweet Lady  
you should be so strange,  
That us Love nor persuasions  
your mind it can change:  
If you felt but the Torments  
the which I abide,  
You soon would yield to me  
whatever betid.  

My hearts so perplexed  
all joys from me fly,  
To think of thy beauty  
I surely shall die.    The Maid. 

Fie leave off your doting  
you silly Old Sot,  
My beauty's like others  
therefore praise it not:  
I do not regard you  
nor pity your moan,  
Because that I have a true  
love of my own.  

And no man on Earth  
my mind, &c,