This is a story that seemes very strange,
And for my part, it doth me full perswade,
My Mayden-head with some man to exchange,
I will not liue in danger of a mayde:
The world the flesh, the diuell tempts vs still,
Ile haue a husband, I protest I will.

If I were sure none of you here would blabbe,
I would euen tell you of a dreame most true,
And if I lye, count me the veriest drabbe,
That euer any of you saw or knewe:
When a friend speakes in kindnes do not wrong her:
For I can keepe it (for my life) no longer.

One night (I haue the day of moneth set downe)
Because I will make serious matters sure,
Me thought I went a iourney out of towne,
And with a propper man I was made sure:
As sure as death, me thought we were assured,
And all things for the businesse were procured.

We did agree, and faith and troath did plight,
And he gaue me, and I gaue him a Ring,
To doe as _Mistris Bride_ will doe at night,
And I protest me thought he did the thing:
The thing we stand so much vpon he tooke,
And I vpon the matter bigge did looke.

Forsooth (in sadnes,) I was bigge with childe,
And had a belly, (marry God forbid,)