A warning to all lewd livers. By the example of a disobedient child, who riotously wasted and consumed his fathers and mothers goods, and also his own, among strumpets and other lewd livers, and after died most miserably on a dung-hill. To the tune of, Sir Andrew Barton.

A Warning to all lewd Livers . By the Example of a disobedient Child , who riotously wasted and consumed his Fathers and Mothers goods , and also his own , among strumpets and other Lewd Livers , and after died most miserably on a Dung-hill . To the Tune of , Sir Andrew Barton .

demonic figure with horns, pointed tail, wings, and an erect phallus

a man

a woman

MY bléeding heart with grief and care doth wish all young men to beware That they no such like steps may tread nor lead the life which I have lead . My Father was a Gentleman as many Gallants witnesse can He had no sons but onely I , which made his gold and silver flye . When as my Father had me sent to fell his goods and take up rent I did consume and waste the same . in drinking or unlawful game . The Cards and Dice were my delight , I haunted Taverns Day and Night Lewd Women were my chiefest Ioys and my conforts were cut-purse boys . Gods holy Word I dis-obey'd I car'd not what the Preacher said For quaffing cans of Ale and Béer , was all the service I would hear . Thus acting my ungracious part I broke my aged fathers heart When gashly death on him did seize I thought my self in happy case . What he had left I thought well got , but now the shame falls to my lot Five hundred pound in good red Gold , for wine and béer I quickly sold . Then was I prest to serve the King , that might my name to honour bring A Souldiers life I hold it base and alwaies took it in disgrace . And having thus consum'd my store , I to my Mother went for more Who sold and morgag'd all her land , and put the mony in my hand . And then with tears these words she said thou knowest my Son thy fathers dead No more is left but I and thee therefore dear Son be good to mée . If that thy love from me should fall I have no friend on earth at all Therefore good Son to me prove kind and thou reward in heaven shalt finde . Then on my bended knées fell I desiring of the Lord on high A shameful death might be his end ▪ that would his Mother once offend . All you that do no reckoning make of swearing when your words you speak Give ear to that which I le you tell lewd livers seldome dyed well You disobedient children all draw néer and listen to my fall . Example take , repent ●● time l●st that your woes be like to mine

The second part to the same Tune .

a man and two women

YOu fathers déer and mothers kinde , bear you this lesson in your minde Trust not too much a wicked Child , for oft times men are so beguil'd . When twigs are gréen you may them ply ●ut let them grow till they be dry They will so stiffe and stubborn stand you cannot bend them with your hand . So I that ran a wicked race and to amend had not the grace Sixtéen score pound in good red gold ●nto my hand my mother told But in the compass of one year I spent it all as may appear ●nd having left no means at all , I unto robbing straight did fall Then did I steal my mothers Rings , her brass , her pewter , and such things , The very bed whereon she lay I like a villiam stole away . What ever I could get or take I thereof straight would money make My flinty heart did feel no grief , to see my mother want relief . At last she grew excéeding poor and beg'● relief from door to door , No Infidel nor Pagan vild could bring to light so bad a child . At last my mother lost her breath as she constrained was by death Who yeild● r●lief when friends gro● sc●nt and easeth those that are in want From place to ●lace then was I tost by every man and woman ●rost , No harbour could I get whereby I might at night in safe-guard lye My dearest kinsfolks do me chide my nearest friends mock and deride Those that were my consorts of late their love is turned into hate . Those that have feasted many a time and fed upon that which was mine Despise at me a long the stréet as if they should a Serpent meet . Both Old and Young , both great & smal , both rich and poor despise me all No friend to take my part have I but was constrain'd in field to lie . In this my extream miserie , my grief , and my necessitie No creature gave for my relief one peece of bread to ease my grief But like a poor despised wretch his latest gaspe that he did fetch Was on a Dung-hil in she night when as no creature was in sight . But in the morning he was found , as cold as clay upon the ground Thus was he born in shame to die and end his daies in misery . Take warning young men by this vice learn to avoid both Cards and Dice Lewd womens company forbear they are the high-way unto care All Parents whilst your babes be y●●●g look to their waies in hand and tong●● Then wickednesse will not abound but ●race in children may be found .

FINIS . M. P.