THE Woman Outwitted:  
OR, THE Weaver's Wife cunningly catched in a Trap, by her Husband, who sold her for ten Pounds, and sent her to Virginny.  
To an excellent new Tune.  
 
 

NOt far from hence, there dwelled,  
an honest Man a Weaver,  
He had a Wife she was witty and fai●,  
but her Wit it did deceive her;  
She was a Grain too light,  
she calls him Fool and Ninny;  
Which made the Man then often say,   

I'll go unto Virginny.   

Although he hard did work,  
he ne'er could live in quiet.  
She said her Clothing was too base,  
so was her homely Diet;  
Tho' nothing she did want,  
as he could buy for Money,  
Which made the Man then often say,   

I'll go unto Virginny.   

She loved a lusty Lad,  
and vowed she'd love him ever,  
At last her Husband found a Trick  
these loving Mates to sever:  
Yours notes, quoth he, I'll quickly change,  
that now so sweetly sing ye;  
Unto a Merchant strait he went   

that sailed to Virginny:   

He coming then unto the Ship,  
Of Women you are lacking,  
And I have one that I can spare,  
and her I will send packing:  
The Times are very hard,  
I'll sell my Wife for Money,  
She is good Merchandise you know,   

when you come to Virginny.   

If she be young, bring her on board,  
and I will entertain her;  
But tell to me the lowest price,  
for I must be some Gainer.  
Ten Pound he answered,  
I cannot bait one penny;  
She is good Merchandise you know   

when you come to Virginny.   

Then he came home unto his Wife,  
and said that he was packing;  
This joyful news revived her mind,  
and set her Heart a leaping;  
And smiling to herself, she said,  
Then farewell Goodman Ninnie,  
My Love with me shall merry be   

when you are at Virginny.   

One thing I do desire of thee,  
to see me, my Dear, take shipping.  
Ay, that I will, my Love, said she,  
and seemed to fall a weeping;  
A bottle of Strong-waters good  
I will bestow upon thee,  
For fear that you should be Sea-sick   

a sailing to Virginny.   

Then come into the Ship,  
the Captain bid theem welcome,  
He led them into his Cabin,  
whereas such Guests came seldom:  
He stepped forth unto her Husband,  
and paid him down the Money,  
Who strait took Boat and rowed on shor●   

and sent her unto Virginny.   

But when she saw that he was gone,  
and that she there was stayed,  
She bitterly did wail and weep,  
and said she was betrayed,  
Take me, said she, with you,  
I'll never more offend thee,  
He cried, farewel sweet Wife, adieu,   

God send you to Virginny.   

Then presently they hoist up Sail,  
and had good Wind and Wether,  
And seven long weeks they were at Sea,  
before that they came thither;  
He for a Maiden sold her there,  
for fifty pounds in Money,  
And she another Husband had   

when she came to Virginny.   

They being parted thus,  
so many Leagues asunder,  
He carries Money in his purse,  
there's none to keep him under,  
But governs all at home,  
and with his Friends lives merry;  
Now many one doth title him,   

a Merchant of Verginny.    

London: Printed by and for W. O. and are to be sold by C. Bates, in Pie-corner.