If poore Tenants, Landlords would not racke their rents, Which oft is the cause of their great discontents, If, againe, good house-keeping in th' Land did beare sway, The poore that sits weeping might sing, Care away. If Spendthrifts were carefull and would leave their follies, Ebriety hating Cards, Dice, Bowling-Alleyes, Or with wantons to dally by night or by day, Their wives might be merry, and sing, Care away. If Children to Parents would dutifull be, If Servants with Masters would deale faithfully, If Gallants poore Tradesmen would honestly pay, Then might they have Comfort to sing, Care away. There is no contentment to a conscience that's cleare, That man is most wretched a bad mind doth beare, To wrong his poore Neighbour by night or by day, He wants the true comfort to sing, Care away. But he that is ready by goodnesse to labour, In what he is able to helpe his poore Neighbour, The Lord will ever blesse him by night and by day, All ioyes shall possesse him to sing, Care away. Would wives with their husbands, and husbands with wives In love and true friendship would so lead their lives, As best might be pleasing to God night and day, Then they with hearts easing might sing, Care away. No crosse can be greater unto a good mind, Than a man to be matched with a woman unkind, Whose tongue is never quiet but scolds night and day, That man wants the comfort to sing, Care away. A Vertuous woman a husband that hath, That's given unto lewdnesse, to envy and wrath, Who after wicked women does hunt for his prey, That woman wants comfort to sing, Care away. Like true subiects loyall, to God let us pray, Our good king so Royall, to preserve night and day: With the Queen, Prince and Nobles, the Lord blesse them aye, Then may we have comfort to sing, Care away. [82.] There was a lusty young Scholler preferred to a Benefice in the Country, and commonly on Sundayes and holy dayes after evening prayer hee would have a dozen bouts at cudgels with the sturdiest youths in his parish: The Bishop of the Diocesse hearing of it, sent for the parson, telling him this beseemed not his profession and gravity, and if that he did not desist from that unmeet kind of exercise, hee would unbenefice him. Good my Lord, (said the Parson) I beseech you to conceive rightly of mee, and I doubt not but my playing at cudgels will be counted tollerable; for I doe it of purpose to edifie the ruder sort of my people. How so, said the Bishop. Marry, my Lord, (quoth the Parson) whatsoever I do teach them at morning and evening prayer, I doe beat soundly into their heads with cudgels afterward, for their better remembrance.