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Song: Who e’er a woman’s tongue would still, must...

by Giovanni Battista Marella . A Catch for Three voices , in G major

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Who e’er a woman’s tongue would still,
must always let her have her will,
no other way you’ll gain your end,
but mind this rule, ’twill stand your friend,
poor stitch, each ruder method tried,
but still his wife, “A pricklouse!” cried.

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