A merry dialogue between Thomas and John. : In the praise, and dispraise of women, and wine. Thomas against the women doth contend, but John most stoutly doth their cause defend, young and old, read these lines that ensue, you'l all confess that which I write is true, I know no reason, but that without despute, this may as well be printed, as sung to lute. To a gallant delightful new tune, well known amongst musitioners, and in play-houses. Called, Women and wine.