A maiden of the _pure Society_, Pray’d with a passing piety That since a learned man had o’re-reacht her, The child she went withall should prove [a] Preacher. The time being come, and all the dangers past, The Goodwife askt the Midwife What God had sent at last. Who answer’d her half in a laughter, Quoth she the Son is prov’d a Daughter. But be content, if God doth blesse the Baby, She has a _Pulpit_ where a _Preacher_ may be. _The Maid of ~Tottenham~._ 1. As I went to _Totnam_ Upon a Market-day, There met I with a faire maid Cloathed all in gray, Her journey was to _London_ With Buttermilk and Whay, _To fall down, down, derry down,_ _down, down, derry down,_ _derry, derry dina_. 2. God speed faire maid, quoth one, You are well over-took; With that she cast her head aside, And gave to him a look. She was as full of Leachery As letters in a book. _To fall down_, &c. 3. And as they walk’d together, Even side by side, The young man was aware That her garter was unty’d, For feare that she should lose it, Aha, alack he cry’d, Oh your garter that hangs down! _Down, down, derry down_, &c. 4. Quoth she[,] I do intreat you For to take the pain To do so much for me, As to tye it up again. That will I do sweet-heart, quoth he, When I come on yonder plain. _With a down, down, derry down_, &c. 5. And when they came upon the plain Upon a pleasant green, The fair maid spread her l...s abroad, The young man fell between, Such tying of a Garter I think was never seen. _To fall down_, &c. 6. When they had done their businesse, And quickly done the deed, He gave her kisses plenty, And took her up with speed. But what they did I know not, But they were both agreed _To fall down together, down_ _Down, down, derry down,_ _Down, down, derry dina_. 7. She made to him low curtsies And thankt him for his paine, The young man is to High-gate gone[,] The maid to _London_ came To sell off her commodity She thought it for no shame. _To fall downe_, &c. 8. When she had done her market, And all her money told To think upon the matter It made her heart full cold[:] But that which will away, quoth she, Is very hard to hold. _To fall down_, &c. 9. This tying of the Garter Cost her her Maidenhead, Quoth she it is no matter, It stood me in small stead, But often times it troubled me As I lay in my bed. _To fall down_, &c. _To the King on New-yeares day, 1638._