%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The poor Mans distress & tryal,/ Or, Fortunes Favours after her Frowns./ When in Distress and heaviness,/ The Rich doth poor Men hate;/ But when the poor hath plenty store,/ the Rich Mans love is great. 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 20717

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2.94 R234297 1 The Two English Travellers The Two English Travelers A Poor man he lately did bury his wife,/ And soon he was brought into trouble and strife, Pepys 2.94 Rollins (1) III:264-267; Wing P2866 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: 94 The poor Mans distress & tryal,/ Or, Fortunes Favours after her Frowns./ When in Distress and heaviness,/ The Rich doth poor Men hate;/ But when the poor hath plenty store,/ the Rich Mans love is great. The poor Mans distress & tryal, Or, Fortunes Favours after her Frowns. When in Distress and heaviness, The Rich doth poor Men hate; But when the poor hath plenty store, the Rich Mans love is great. The Poor Man's Distress and Trial, or, Fortune's Favors After Her Frowns. When in Distress and Heaviness, the Rich Does Poor Men Hate; But When the Poor Has Plenty Store, the Rich Man's Love is Great. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 208 x 305 cropped right edge 1664-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball/ in Pye Corner. P. Brooksby BBTI

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A Poor man he lately did bury his wife, And soon he was brought into trouble and strife, He had a harsh Landlord to whom he ow'd rent, Quite void of all pitty, to cruelty bent. This Landlord he came to the poor man one day, And with bitter language to him he did say: Let me have my Money next week without fail, Or else I'le assure you, you lye in a Jail. The poor man in pittiful terms did relate, Good Sir be not cruel, my grief it is great, I hope with more sorrow you won't me oppress, Behold my poor Children that are Motherless. I ne'r in my life was a Spend-thrift you know: And therefore kind Sire, seek not my over throw,
To pay you your money i'le make it my care, If you for a while will but patiently bare. I must and I will have my money, says he, Or else I will go to the extremity, It is not your children or what you can say, That ever shall make me much longer to stay. And thus in a fury from him he did part, At which the poor man he was griev'd to the heart, While tears from his eyes did in multitudes fall, Said he to his Children I must leave you all. With sorrowful sighing his heart wss near broke, His Children lamented as soon as he spoke, Dear Father don't leave us what ever you do, For we are all willing to suffer with you.
In tender compassion, to them he reply'd, I am your dear Father, and still will provide For my little ones, who delighteth my mind, I cannot, nor never will leave ye behind. A trusty true Friend he had lived hard by, To whom the next Morning in haste he did hye, Said he, I must now leave my Countrey dear, Because a cold Prison I heartily fear. My Brother is rich, and has no Heir at all, And if he should Dye, then to me it may fall; I now will to London, though many a Mile, And there you may find me, if Fortune should smile. In Friendship they parted; to London he went, With his little Children, and liv'd in content By his dayly labour, quite free from all dread, At length there came tydings his Brother was dead. And made him and his the Sole heirs of his land, And therefore he straight-way went down out of hand His harsh cruel Landlord he now need not fear, Since he is possessed with hundreds a year. But now when he came for to pay him at last, His Landlord was sorry for all that was past, And told him he need not a wander'd away, I would not have done it, no, no by my fay. For those Childrens sake I would not you molest. What ever I said then I was but in jest, And therefore I hope you will not take it ill, But let us continue in true friendship still. The Tennants Reply. Of all kind of comfort you did me bereave, And therefore I have not a faith to believe, For when I was poor you lookt sow're and big, And now for your friendship I care not a Fig. By this we perceive when the world it does frown Upon any person, all men runs them down. But yet when kind fortune a plenty shall send, Oh then to be sure we shall ne'r want a friend.
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Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye Corner.