The alewives invitation to married-men, and batchelors. Shewing how a good fellow is slighted when he is brought to poverty. Therefore take my counsel, & alewives don't trust, for when you have wasted, and spent all you have, then out of doors she will you headlong thrust, calling you rascal, and shirking knave. But so long as you have money, come early or (late, you shall have her at command, or else her (maid Kate. To a new tune, or, Digby's farewell.

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Verse: "Good fellows come hither, 'tis to you I speak ..." Place and date of publication from Wing. Printer's name from Wing. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University, Houghton Library.