The maiden's reply to the Young man's Resolution.  
Wherein she sits him in his kind,  
And lets him know her settled mind,  
She can as well live single and not marry  
As well as he without a wife can tarry.  
To the Tune of the Young Man's Resolution.  
 
 

COme prithee young man do not fout  
nor think that I do wait your leisure  
When for a husband I look out,  
I can have swéet-hearts at my pleasure:  
But for to sit you in your kind  
and let you know that I can tarry;  
I'll tell you plain what you shall find  
and when I mean with you to marry.   

When young men do true hearted prove,  
and leave off their dissimulation  
When mountains in the water move,  
and peace shall be in every Nation:  
When Whales in little dishes swim,  
and Castles on their back can carry  
And slovens they go nect and trim,  
O ●hen my Love and I will marry.   

When women go upon their heads  
and butchers lose the sense of feeling;  
When Papists throw away their beads  
and drunkards they do leave off reeling  
When Brewers are Protections made,  
and in great winds away are hurried  
And painted whores leave off their trade  
O then my Love and i'll be married.   

When Cherries grow on thistle tops,  
and Roses are on nettles budding,  
When women hate good sugar-sops  
and hungry dogs will eat no pudding:  
When Gold is strown about the streets  
and lies from June till January,  
And every Coward kills all he meets.  
O than my Love and I will marry.   
 
 

WHen Ladies cease to long for fruit,  
and Cavaléers do all turn Quakers,  
When fools do learned men confute  
and Cobblers they turn Comfit-maker's:  
When Art & Ignorance agree  
and live together & not vary  
And Peasecods grow on every tree,  
O then my Love and I will marry.   

When timorous Hearts the Hounds pursue  
and Patridges kills Hawks lieth dozen:  
When New gate thiefs to all prove true  
and quite forsake to cheat and cousin,  
When Landlors do refuse their Rent,  
and for the same they need will carry  
And when no Fish is eat in Lent,  
O then my Love and I will marry.   

When Christmas pies are out of date  
and good roast beef is out of season  
When Children do Plumb-pottage hate  
and Traitors they do love no treason  
When Usurers give away their gold  
and unthrifts they grow wise and wary,  
And them are young that once were old,  
O then my Love and I will marry.   

When pretty maids for swéet-hearts mourn,  
and women goes to men a wooing  
When Ice doth in the water burn  
then there is like to be wise doing  
When it reins daggers double hatched,  
And Hay is made in February  
Or when the old one she is catcht  
O then my Love and I will marry   

When Madam leaves to paint her face,  
and Vizard masks are out of fashion,  
When Courtiers they will wear no lace  
and forward folks are not in passion  
When we the French new fashions teach  
and send them over Charon's Ferry,  
And Ranters leave in tubs to preach  
O then Love and I will marry.   

When wild-géeses fly into Cooks shops,  
and says unto the Cooks come take me,  
And Larks do fall as thick as hops  
into the pies & says come bake me  
When Beggars all turn Gentlemen  
and bags of Gold about them carry,  
Just at that time, and not till then,  
I mean with thee my Love to marry.    

Printed for J. Williamson at the Bible upon London Bridge.