%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> [Rocke the cradle Iohn, or/] Children after the rate of 24 in a yeare,/ Thats 2 euery month as plaine doth appeare,/ Let no man at this strang story wonder. Price, Lawrence University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1635 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/31/2007 20190

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1.404-405 S5221 1 Ouer and Vnder Under and Over Over and Under THere was a country gallant,/ that wasted had his tallent, Rocke the Cradle, rocke the Cradle,/ rocke the Cradle Iohn,/ Ther's many a man rockes the cradle,/ when the childs none of his owne. [with variations; not final stanza] IN the morning if I thee desire,/ thou must rise vp and make a fire, Rocke the cradle, &c. first line of title supplied from STC entry of another edition in British Library; compare 1.396-397 Pepys 1.404-405 STC 20320.5 for E. B[lackmore c.1635]; Rollins (2) 2319 (Nov. 4, 1631, IV, 263, Ed. Blackmore). Woodblock 1: below title, centered above two columns and cast fleurons: To the right of the woodcut stands a man wearing dark slops and a light-colored jerkin or doublet, and a tall dark hat with brim from which grow two horns. He has a mustache and beard and is looking at the object he holds in his left hand, which appears to be a small square frame across which are squiggly lines, possibly representing writing. In his right hand he holds a long pointed object, possibly scissors or a needle. Behind him and to his right stands a woman in profile facing him. She wears a dark dress with embroidery, a white apron, and white cuffs and a white collar that are elaborately embroidered. She wears a large black hat with brim out of which stands a large plume or feather. In her left hand she holds a long stick raised above her head, as if to strike the man, and with her right hand she points at the man. : 101 x 114 Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 404 1: 405 [Rocke the cradle Iohn, or/] Children after the rate of 24 in a yeare,/ Thats 2 euery month as plaine doth appeare,/ Let no man at this strang story wonder. [Rocke the cradle John, or,] Children after the rate of 24 in a yeare, Thats 2 every month as plaine doth appeare, Let no man at this strang story wonder. Rock the Cradle, John, or, Children after the Rate of 24 in a Year, That's 2 Every Month as Plain Does Appear, Let No Man At This Strange Story Wonder. The second part. The second part. The Second Part. Price, Lawrence 1/2 sheet folio, originally left part, 276 x 153 1/2 sheet folio, originally right part, 275 x 155 cropped top edge, creased, uneven inking cropped right edge, damaged surface cast fleurons cast fleurons 1635 London, Printed for E. B. E. B. Weinstein: STC initials

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 Taxonomy used by Pepys to Organize Ballads in Albums A Small Promiscuous Supplement Devotion & Morality Drinking & Good Fellowship History - True & Fabulous Humour, Frollicks &c Love Pleasant Love Pleasant and Unfortunate Love Unfortunate Marriage Sea State & Times Tragedy Various Subjects Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/health alcohol animals/nature appearance Bible/biblical figures buildings/architecture catastrophe children class clothing/fashion country/nation crime death economics/trade entertainment family/procreation folklore gender historical figures & events holidays/seasons infidelity law London love maritime marriage military/war monstrosity mythology/Classical world news nobility/court politics/government punishment religious concepts religious figures religious types & sects royalty rural life servitude sex/sexuality supernatural/magic The New World travel trickery/deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgarities/crass humor Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 8/31/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Marriage advice children love marriage trickery/deceit 8/31/2007 Checker Jessica C. Murphy rechecked, updated metadata, estc id from bl.uk entered 7/11/2007 Checker Katy Trumbull created xml 2006 Transcriber Kathryn Dolan Original Transcription 8/1/2004 Bibliographer Maggie Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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T Here was a country gallant, that wasted had his tallent, Not dreading what would fall out, would needs a wooing ride; Unto a lasse of the citty, that courteous was and pritty, This damsell neat and witty; hee would goe make his Bride: This lasse she had of wealth good store, her stacke was threscore pound and more, Though some supposed her to be poore, the same hath late been tried. Rocke the Cradle, rocke the Cradle, rocke the cradle John, Ther's many a man rockes the cradle, when the childs none of his owne. Unto this lasse, incontinent, the young-man went with good intent, His love was fixed and firmely bent, to take her to his wife: Quoth he my sweet, while life doth last, my heart is in thy bosome placed, Let not my sute be now disgraced, Ile love thee as my life: Said she your suit I must deny, for I have vowed a maid to dye, If I lose my virginity, it sure will breed much strife. Rocke the cradle, etc. I have beene wooed by Harry, but I indeed will tarry, I do not meane to marry, while I on earth remaine: Sweet William and young Thomas too, and Richard hath made much adoe,
And Ned with teares did often woe, but Humphry did complaine, All these brave gallants I forsake, I prethee John no more words make, But to some other course betake, I doe thy sute disdayne: Goe rocke the cradle, etc. The man no whit dismayed, at that which she had said. But with his sweet heart stayed, and did request her still: He did intreat her favour, twas all that hee did crave her, That he might onely have her, his fancy to fulfill: My heart doth fry in Cupids fire, thy beauty I doe much admire, Then yeild my love to my desire, or else a man you kil: Rocke the cradle, etc. When she her selfe did understand, she had a foole caught by the hand, Her ship she knew was soundly maned, her belly wondrous round: Thought she this is a friend of mine, its best make hay while sunne doth shine, Yet to some thing I will him joyne, before my fault be found, Said she if I be made thy wife, thou must me humour all thy life, And carefull be for feare of strife, like to a prentise bound, Rocke the cradle, etc.
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I N the morning if I thee desire, thou must rise up and make a fire, And other things I shall require, which thou must undertake: My breakefast thou must dresse also, that I from bed to it may goe, All these hard tasks and many more, thou must not then forsake, To brush my gowne and set my band, make cleane my shooes at my command, Thy businesse thou must understand, if I the word but speake. Rocke the cradle, etc. And when we chance to have a child, thou must like to a father milde, Unto the same be reconciled, and daunce it on thy knee: Or if the infant cry for pap, thou then must take it in thy lap, And feed it well what ever hap, if John will marry mee: Thou must take pains as thou art able, to make the bed and serve at table, And lay the young one in the cradle, whilst I sing merrily. Rocke the cradle, etc. Sweet heart quoth he to please thee, Ile doe all things to ease thee, I will not once disease thee, nor yet my love offend thee, My hands under your feete Ile lay, the winde shall not my love annoy, Soe thou wilt be mine onely joy, Ile love the to the end, Ile make the bed the house ile sweep, and lull thee baby fast asleepe, What you command my selfe will keepe, and will my humour bend: Rocke the cradle, etc. To this they both agreed, and marryed were with speed, For she had wondrous need, as you shall heare hereafter: The same day moneth that they were wedde the married man was finely spedde, His wife was safely brought to bed, and had both sonne and daughter, Which by the midwife in was brought, quoth she you have a strange thing wroght
Two children in a month begot, and so tooke up a laughter, Rocke the cradle, rocke the cradle, rocke the cradle John, Said hee the children I will rocke, for why they be mine owne. He kist the girle and loved the boy, said he you are your fathers Joy, Thers many are in great annoy, because they have no childe: I knew a Lord and Lady faire, that did desire to have an heire, Now I my selfe have got a paire, and they are both beguild, My wife is frutefull now I see, and will some great increase bring mee, They are your owne assuredly, then said the mid-wife milde, Rocke the cradle, etc. See here the boy is like the dad, which well may make your heart ful glad Cheere up your selfe and be not sad, for that which here is done: His ruby lips doe plaine disclose, his cherry cheeks and dads owne nose, For twenty pound, I will not lose, quoth he my little sonne: Soe well content this foole was found, he leapt for joy above the ground, Did sorrowes shall quoth he be dround, since new are fresh begun: Rocke the cradle, Jog the cradle, thus Ile have it knowne, I love to rocke the cradle, the children be mine owne. Al you which now have heard this dittie, take heed with wives how you doe sit ye, For if you came to London city, you quickely may be sped As here you see this country Lad, within one Moneth was made a Dad Though he but little share int had, his wife was brought to bed, And now this simple woodkocke, the cradle is constrained to rocke, His neighbours doth deride and mocke, cause he is so bestead, They shoute and cry, and to him say, still the Children John, Tis enough to make the man, to thinke they be none of his owne.
FINIS. Lau. Price
London, Printed for E.B.