%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Truth in Mourning: / OR, / Conscience kick'd out of Countenance by City and Coun-/try, and, at last, Murder'd by a Pack of rustick Millers, near Man-/chester; to the unspeakable grief of his two mourning Friends, / Truth and plain-dealing. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1687 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 09/04/2007 20676

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2.52 R234265 1 Scotch Hay-makers Scotch Haymakers Scotch Haymakers COnscience, for a fancy, rambl'd forth to find/ Some friendly Entertainment, but Men was most unkind: Then Conscience in a heat, they kick'd about the Street;/ Thus they abus'd him, none excus'd him, O how he was beat! [with variations] title unclear: Truth in Mourning:/ OR,/ Conscience kick'd out of Countenance by City and Coun-/ try, a[n]d, at last, Murder'd by a Pack of rustick Millers, nea[r] Man-/ chester; to the unspeakab[l]e grief of his two mourning Friends,/ Truth and plain-dealing.; date from tune Pepys 2.52 Wing T3154B 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. 2: 52 Truth in Mourning: / OR, / Conscience kick'd out of Countenance by City and Coun-/try, and, at last, Murder'd by a Pack of rustick Millers, near Man-/chester; to the unspeakable grief of his two mourning Friends, / Truth and plain-dealing. Truth in Mourning: OR, Conscience kick'd out of Countenance by City and Coun- try, and, at last, Murder'd by a Pack of rustick Millers, near Man- chester; to the unspeakable grief of his two mourning Friends, Truth and Plain-dealing. Truth in Mourning: Or, Conscience Kicked Out of Countenance by City and Country, and, at Last, Murdered by a Pack of Rustic Millers, Near Manchester; To the Unspeakable Grief of His Two Mourning Friends, Truth and Plain-dealing. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 260 cropped left and top edges, creased and damaged surface, uneven inking 1687 London: Printed for J. Blare, at the Looking-glass on London-bridge. J. Blare Weinstein: tune

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C Onscience, for a fancy, rambl'd forth to find Some friendly Entertainment, but Men was most unkind: Of a truth, it will appear, as he rambl'd far and near, The common Traders, truth invaders, they was most severe; Like cruel Tigers on him they fall, Declaring if he staid, he would clearly starve them all: Then Conscience, in a heat, they kick'd about the Street; Thus they abus'd him, none excus'd him, O how he was beat ! To the passing Gallants, poor Conscience took his way, But, ne'rtheless, among them they wou'd not let him stay; Those that had been most unjust, in betraying of their trust, Did then degrade him, and upbraid him, nay, they rav'd and curs'd, When Conscience enter'd within their Gates, Protesting, if he staid, they shall never get Estates; So Conscience, in a heat, they kick'd about the Street, There was few excus'd him, but abus'd him; O how he was beat !
To the Lawyer's Chamber, poor Conscience came at last, And there the doors against him was lock'd and bolted fast, That he could not enter in; then to call he did begin, The Lawyer crying and replying, Make not such a din: Conscience, I'll ne'er be control'd by thee, Nor yet will I forsake my old road of Bribery. Thus Conscience, in a heat, he kick'd about the Street; His woful Ditty, few would pity, Conscience still was beat . To the wretched Miser, poor Conscience hasten'd then, To tell him of his grinding the poor distressed Men, By the rigour of the Laws, as they fell into his Claws. The Miser maul'd him, rav'd and call'd him, lean and famish Jaws: Conscience, depart from my presence, streight, For I will not be check'd by you at so vile a rate. Thus Conscience, in a heat, he kick'd about the Street; Whose doleful Ditty few would pity: O how he was beat ! Thomas Stitch , the Tailor, poor Conscience came to next, And told him of his cheating: Oh, how the Rogue was vex'd! Shall we learn indeed of you, what a Tailor ought to do? By Cock and Bacon, you'r mistaken: then in wrath he flew At honest Conscience with pointed Shears, And swore, if long he staid, he would clip off both his Ears. Then Conscience, in a heat, he kick'd about the Street; Whose doleful Ditty few would pity: O how he was beat ! Conscience through the City did visit many more, Who at his first appearance did thrust him out of door. Will , the Baker, fierce and grim, swore he'd tear him limb from limb, In heat of passion and vexation, if he troubl'd him: And many others did him pursue. Poor Conscience scarce could get form that horrid cheating Crew, For, in their wrath and heat, they kick'd him round the Street, Whose doleful Ditty few would pity: O how he was beat ! Seeing this distraction, poor Conscience left the Town, And therefore to the Country he took his ramble down: When the Millers came to know, that he would reprove them so, In Buff and Leather, all together, in one body go; Against poor Conscience their force they raise, Of lusty rugged Millers, who bow'd to end his days: Quoth they, we never shall nor will be at his call. With this confusion, in conclusion, Conscience left them all . Conscience, thus abus'd, was forc'd his Head to hide, And some now has reported, that, of his Wounds, he dy'd; For he's not to be found, tho' we search the Nation round; Those wicked Millers, Conscience-killers, gave the fatal wound: Besides, there's many more in this Land, That, for destroying Conscience, did put their helping-hand. If I the truth may tell, he has took his Last Farewel; He is gone for ever, now, or never, ring his Passing-bell .
London: Printed for J. Blare , at the Looking-glass on London-bridge .