The young Man's Resolution to the Maidens Request. A witty Dialogue between a young Man and a Maid. Wherein she asks him when he inteads to marry, And he resolves her how long he will carry. To the tune of, In Summer time. AS I was walking under a grove, within myself as I supposed; My mind did often times remove, and by no means could be disclosed: At length by chance a friend I met, which caused me long time to tarry, And th●n of me she did entreat, to tell her when I did mean to marry. sweet heart quoth I if you would know, that mark these works and I'll reveal it; Since in your mind you bear it so, and in your heart you do consent it; She promise me for to make no words, but of such things she would be wary, And thus in brief I did begin, to tell her when I meant to marry, When Shrovetide falls in Easter week and Christmas in the midst of July. And Lawyers for no fees will plead, and Tailors they deal just and truly. When all deceits are quite put down, and truth by all men is preferred; And Indigo dies Red and Brown, O they my love and I'll be married. When Safron grows on every tree and every stream flows milk and honey, And sugar grows in karret fields, and Usurers refuse good money: When Country men for judges fits, and Lammas falls in February, And millers they their Tole forgets, O then my Love and I will marry. The Second Part to the same Tune. When men and beasts I'th' ocean flows and fishes in green fields are feed When musele shells I'th' streets do grow, (my, and swans upon dry rocks are breeding, when Cockle shells are Diamond rings, And glass to pearls may be compared; and Gold is made of the grey goose wings, O then my love and I'll be married. When summer doth not dry up mire, and men on earth do leave to flatter; When bakers they do use no fire, and brewees they do use no water, When mountains ar● by men removed, and England into France is carried And all maids prove true to their Loves, O then my love and I'll be married. When Hostesses do reckon true, and Dutchmen leave off drinking brandy. When Cats do bark and Dogs do mew, and Brimstane's tok for Sugarcandy, Or when that Whitsuntide doth fall, within the month of January, And a C●bl●r ● without an a●●le O then my Love and I will marry. When women know not how to scold, and Maids of sweetheart's ne'ree are thinking When men i'th' fire comlain of cold, and ships on Salisbury Plain fear sinking When horse-coursers turn bonest men, and London unto York is carried Or when you out of one can take ten, O then my love and I'll be married. When Candlesticks do serve for Bells, and frying pans are used for Ladles, Or when in the Sea they dig for wells, and porridge pots they make for cradles, When maids forget to go a maying, and a man on his back an ox can carry Or when the mice with the cat be playing, 'tis then my Love and I will marry. Good Sir, since you have told me when; you are resolved for to marry; I wish with all my heart till then, that for a wife you still might tarry: For if all young men were of your mind, and maids no better were preferred, I think it would be when the Devil is blind that we and our Lovers should be married. By J. S FINIS. London, Printed for Eliz. Andrews, in little St. bartholomew's Court is West-Smithfield.