THE TRAPPAND VIRGIN Or good Advice to Maidens, that they may not be drawn into Priminaryes by the specious Pretences of their seeming Amorist's, who having once obtained their Wills, leave & forsake their betrayed Mistresses. Take my Advice while you are free, And Youngmen do not trust, They promise far as far can be, But mean what is unjust. Tune, When busy Fame. COme mourn with me you Ladies all, whom Young men have betrayed, I was beloved of great and small, and thought a virtuous Maid: At length a Youngman to me came and he did me much wrong, For he betrayed a harmless Maid with his deludeing Tongue. Such vows and Protestations he did to me often use, With sighs, and Sobs that pitied me, so that I could not choose But condescend to his desire, by which I me ruined quite, In a hapless hour he cropped the Flower wherein I took delight. My Virgin's Name I must disown. which grieves me to the Heart, And since my Maidenhead is flown I feel such deadly smart, That makes me oft desire to die to be freed from that shame, All will bestow on me I know whoever hear the same. But this may somewhat me excuse, which brings me some content, Obstinately I did Refuse, and would not give consent, Till he did vow and swear to me he would make me his Wife, But now I find, he hath changed his mind, I am weary of my life. ANd he from me is fled and gone a false and perjured wretch, Whilst by myself I make my moan, and many a sigh do fetch, But 'tis in vain I plainly find since nothing will avail, Why should I sigh away my life unless I could prevail. Take warning by me Maidens fair and do not be Trappand, To their pretences give no Ear, for if they understand You're of a gentle Nature, and begin to them to yield, They'll flatter on till you're undone and they have won the Field. When they have got what they desire their passion's at an End, They'll cool that seeming fervent fire and you shall lose your Friend, But keep them at a distance, and you'll find them stoop amain, So you may be from dangers free, and need not to complain. Such good Advice I once did want which makes me now lament, And when too late I think upon't it breeds such discontent, That I do wish ten thousand times I had his Suit denied, Who now I find doth prove unkind, and me hath terrified. False hearted men where ere you be think not for to Escape, For what you gain by Treachery is next kin to a Rape, And will in time requited be with some most just reward Hereafter then prove honest Men, and faithful to your word. Printed for, F. Cole. T. Vere. I Wright. I Clark. W. Thackery. and T. Passenger.