%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Jack Had-Lands Lamentation,/ That sold and made away his 'State,/ And spent his money early and late;/ And let his VVife and Children want,/ Now he makes great moan, and does repent:/ And desires all Good-fellows where e're they be/ To take warning by his Poverty:/ He was cast in Prison at that bout,/ His own poor VVife she helpt him out;/ She had small reason to do that thing,/ But true love is a gallant thing;/ There is scarce a Tap-house in London Town,/ VVil help a man when he is cast down. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1664-1696 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 09/05/2007 20716

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2.93 R234296 1 It is Old Ale that has undone me Tis Old Ale Has Undone Me TO all Good=fellows i'le declare,/ To take example, and have a care; Let all I say, be warn'd by me,/ of Drinking and bad Company. [with variation in final stanza] imprint unclear: Printed for [(?) P.Brooksby at the G][olden Ball (in Pye Corner?)]; license unclear: This may be P[r]inted, R.P.; information take from the Bodleian edition, Douce Ballads 1(99a), which has much clearer inking. Pepys 2.93 Wing J60 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: 93 Jack Had-Lands Lamentation,/ That sold and made away his 'State,/ And spent his money early and late;/ And let his VVife and Children want,/ Now he makes great moan, and does repent:/ And desires all Good-fellows where e're they be/ To take warning by his Poverty:/ He was cast in Prison at that bout,/ His own poor VVife she helpt him out;/ She had small reason to do that thing,/ But true love is a gallant thing;/ There is scarce a Tap-house in London Town,/ VVil help a man when he is cast down. Jack Had-Lands Lamentation, That sold and made away his 'State, And spent his money early and late; And let his Wife and Children want, Now he makes great moan, and does repent: And desires all Good-fellows where e're they be To take warning by his Poverty: He was cast in Prison at that bout, His own poor Wife she helpt him out; She had small reason to do that thing, But true love is a gallant thing; There is scarce a Tap-house in London Town, Will help a man when he is cast down. Jack Had-Lands' Lamentation, that Sold and Made Away His Estate, and Spent His Money Early and Late; And Let His Wife and Children Want, Now He Makes Great Moan, and Does Repent: And Desires All Good-fellows Where Ever They Be to Take Warning by His Poverty: He Was Cast in Prison at that Bout, His Own Poor Wife She Helped Him Out; She Had Small Reason to Do that Thing, but True Love is a Gallant Thing; There is Scarce a Taphouse in London Town, Will Help a Man When He is Cast Down. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 324 cropped bottom edge, uneven inking, shadow-impression vertical rules 1664-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball [in Pye-Corner] P. Brooksby BBTI

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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 9/5/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Devotion & Morality advice alcohol economics/trade family/procreation marriage 9/5/07 Checker Rachel Mann Metadata updated, XML created; ESTC # found in bl.uk 8/1/07 Checker Simone Chess/Soren Hammerschmidt Transcription checked 8/6/06 Transcriber Maggie Sloan Original transcription 8/19/2004 Bibliographer Maggie Sloan/Jessica Murphy Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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TO all Good-fellows i'le declare, To take example, and have a care; And do not spend your Means in waste, For you will repent it at the last; For I my self was blindly lead, And made all away, I was so bad: Let all I say, be warn'd by me, of Drinking and bad Company. I had Land and Living of my own, And a fine Estate, it was well known; It was worth threescore pound a year, And I spent it all in Ale and Beer: My Hostestes was my delight, And I was up swilling day and night: Let all I say, etc.
I never took no care at all, God knows I had a sudden fall; I sold my 'State then all away, To maintain the Ale-house night and day My Wife and Children was so poor, Neighbours cry'd shame at me therefore: Let all I say, etc. I would come home Drunk unto my wife And lead her such a weary Life, And she would speak me then so fair, And intreat me with a lovely care; And say, good Husband be content, Alas! you will these things repent: Let all I say, be warn'd by me, Of Drinking, etc.
My little naked Children, they Were almost pin'd, as Neighbours say; And starve so sore for want of Close, I had no care of them God knows; Now all is gone, and nothing left, I may say, farewel Dagger with dudgeon Haft: Let all I say, etc. I cast my self into some Debt, And was Arrested then for it; Because I could not get no Bail, They cast me in a nasty Gaile, And there I lay from my poor Wife, She reliev'd me, or I I had lost my life: Let all I say, etc. When I was in that misery, Ne'r an Ale-wife that would come to me; For all I had spent my 'State away, I had no help of them I say; But my poor Wife was my best Friend, And succoured me unto the end: Let all I say, etc. Then my poor Wife she sought about, And she made a Friend and got me out; She sold her Wedding-Ring away, To pay me Fees without delay; And did so rejoyce at my release, And brought me home agin in peace: Let all I say, etc.
Now all is spent I plainly see, There is no help nor no remedy, But labour hard and work full sore, That money will be better then all before: And bring it home unto my Wife, And love her as I love my life: Let all I say, etc. A man that has a state or has good means, Ne'r use so much these Tippling Queans They drown your money so very sore, And make you at the last be poor; I am sure that I may say the same, But alas, alas, I was to blame: But all I say, etc. Let every one that goes along, Take notice of this new-made Song; And take Example now by me, That am fallen into this Poverty: I wish that I might be the last, But alack aday I am not the first: Let all I say, etc. So to conclude to end the strife, Let every Man love his own Wife; And save his Money, and keep his store, Drink not too much to make you poor; A man that has Grace will then repent, To see his wife and Children live in want: Let all I say, be warn'd by me, Of Drinking and lewd Company.
Printed for P. Brooksby [at the Golden-Ball in Pye-Corner.]