〈…〉 OR, Pretty Comparisons wittily grounded, Which by scornful Maidens may best be expounded. To the tune of, Like to the Damask Rose: The second strain to be sung twice over. LIke to a Dovecote never haunted, Or a Petition never granted; Or like broadcloth without a Tailor, Or like a jail without a jailor; Or like a Lantern without a light, Or Wedding-day without a night: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The Dovecote haunted, yields much profit; The Petition granted, good comes of it; The Tailor puts broadcloth in shape, The jailor lets no Prisoner 'scape; The Candle light is the Lanterns treasure, The Wedding-night crownes all the pleasure: So is that Maiden in mine eyes, Who loves and marries ere she dies. Like to a Ring without a finger, Or like a Bell without a ringer; Or like a Horse that's never ridden, Or like a Feast, and no Guests bidden; Or like a Well without a Bucket, Or like a Rose and no one pluck it: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The Ring, if worn, the finger decketh, The Bell, if rung, good music maketh; The Horse doth ease, if he be ridden, The Feast doth please, if Guests be bidden; The Bucket draws the water for thee, The Rose, when plucked, is then most worthy: So is that Maiden, etc. Like to a Stock not grafted on, Or like a Lute ne'er played upon, Or like a jack without a weight, Or like a Bark without a fraught, Or like a Lock without a Key▪ Or like a Soldier without pay: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The Stock that's grafted, yields best fruit, Best music's in the fingered Lute, The weight doth make the jacke go ready, The fraught doth make the Bark go steady, The Key the Lock doth open right, The Soldier paid is prone to fight: So is that Maiden, etc. Like to a Needle without thread, Or like a word without a deed, Or like a warrant never sealed, Or like a thought that's ne'er revealed, Or like a line without a hook, Or like good meat without a Cook▪ Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The thread with Needle yields much pleasure, The deed and word make decent measure, The Seal in force the Warrant makes; The thought revealed, all doubt forsakes, The Hook with Line doth catch the Fishes, The Cook of meat makes wholesome dishes▪ So is that Maiden in mine eyes, Who loves and marries ere she dies. The second part. To the same Tune. LIke to a Question and no Answer, Or like a call without Anon Sir, Or like a Ship was never rigged, Or like a Mine was never digged, Or like a wound without a plaster, Or like a household and no Master: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The Question answered, strife appeaseth. Anon, Anon, the caller pleaseth, The rigged Ship sails with the Wind, Who digs the Mine shall treasure find; The wound is by the plaster cured, The house by th' Master is secured: So is that Maiden in mine eyes, That loves and marries ere she dies. Like to a Marrow bone ne'er broken, Or commendations and no token, Or like a Fort and none to win it, Or like the Moon and no man in it, Or like a School without a Teacher, Or like a Pulpit and no Preacher: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The Marrow bone that's broke eats pleasant, The Token makes a grateful present, There's triumph in the Fort that's won, The man rides glorious in the Moon, The School is by the Teacher styled, The Pulpit's by the Preacher filled. So is that Maiden, etc. Like to a Pistol and no shot, Or like a Promise quite forgot, Or like a Hawk that's never maned, Or like a Hide before 'tis tanned, Or like a Coach and ne'er a horse, Or like a Coffin and no Corpse: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid▪ The Pistol charged, helps in danger; He that keeps promise, is no ranger; The Hawk that's maned, yields Princely sport; The Hid well tanned, there's much use for't; The Horse doth cause the Coach to carry, The Coffin's used the Corpse to bury: So is that Maiden, etc. Like to a house by no one kept, Or like a Corn field never reaped, Or like a Windmill without sails, Or like a Horse-shoe without nails, Or like a Cage without a Bird, Or like a Scabbard and no Sword: Just such as those may she be said, That time doth lose, and dies a Maid. The house well kept, Guests entertaineth; The Corn field reaped, man's life sustaineth; The Windmill sails, the Grain well grindeth▪ Horseshoes with nails, sure footing findeth; The Bird in Cage, sings merrily; The Sword in sheath, shows decently: So is that Maiden in mine eyes, Who loves and marries, ere she dies. Printed at London for Fr. Coules, dwelling in the Old-Bayly.