%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE/ Witty Chamber-Maid;/ OR,/ Dick the Weaver strangely Cheated:/ A Weaver seemingly was tost,/ Vext, tormented, strangely crost;/ Because the maid was Coy and shye,/ Till she at length her Wits did try;/ He could no answer of her take,/ Nor his importunate Suit forsake:/ He quickly found the Effects thereof,/ With many a flounting jeer and scoff. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1680-1690 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/21/2007 21155

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3.143 R187705 2 The Iourney-m[a]n Shooe-maker Daniel Cooper The Journeyman Shoemaker Billy and M[o]lly THere was a Lass in London Town,/ she was both fair and witty, tune unclear: To the Tune of, The Iourney-m[a]n Shooe-maker; Or, Bil[l]y and M[o]lly. Pepys 3.143 Wing W3238A 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. 3: 143 THE/ Witty Chamber-Maid;/ OR,/ Dick the Weaver strangely Cheated:/ A Weaver seemingly was tost,/ Vext, tormented, strangely crost;/ Because the maid was Coy and shye,/ Till she at length her Wits did try;/ He could no answer of her take,/ Nor his importunate Suit forsake:/ He quickly found the Effects thereof,/ With many a flounting jeer and scoff. The Witty Chamber-Maid; OR, Dick the Weaver strangely Cheated. A Weaver seemingly was tost, Vext, tormented, strangely crost; Because the maid was Coy and shye, Till she at length her Wits did try; He could no answer of her take, Nor his importunate Suit forsake: He quickly found the Effects thereof, With many a flouting jeer and scoff. The Witty Chambermaid; Or, Dick the Weaver Strangely Cheated. A Weaver Seemingly Was Tossed, Vexed, Tormented, Strangely Crossed; Because the Maid Was Coy and Shy, Till She at Length Her Wits Did Try; He Could No Answer of Her Take, Nor His Importunate Suit Forsake: He Quickly Found the Effects Thereof, With Many a Flouting Jeer and Scoff. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 193 x 317 uneven inking 1680-1690 Printed for C. Dennisson, at the Stationers-Arms within Ald[gate.] C. Dennisson PBA

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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 8/21/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant gender love trickery/deceit 08/21/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph transcription checked, metadata added, xml created 07/26/2006 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original Transcription 08/24/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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THere was a Lass in London Town, she was both fair and witty, And as she passed up and down, was counted wondrous pretty: Amongst the Lads that fell in love, a Weaver came to Wooe her, He would not suffer her to rest, but night and day came to her. She call'd him Fool, and silly Tool, and bad him gang away Sir; The foolish Ass Enamour'd was, and needs with her would stay Sir: He call'd her pretty, sweet, and fair, he call'd her joy and honey; To House and Land he was an Heir, and had both Goods and Money.
My Father knew to Cart and Plow, my Mother for to Spin too; My Grannum she did tell me how a pretty Maid to win too: Tho' you be coy, i'le call you joy, tho' you be proud and haughty; Yet with my skill, I'le win your Will, for all you are so Lofty, The Maid began to be afraid, the Fool was come to vex her; Upon the same she was resolv'd, that he should never have her: She bargain'd with the scrubbing Wench for to supply her place Sir; Who took upon her all the Charge, the Weaver to Disgrace Sir.
SHe that was shye, did now come nigh, and feign'd she did adore too; 'Twas but a trick to cheat thee Dick, and make thee pay the Score too: for when you thought that you were brought unto the Virgins Bed a; Esteeming 'twas your dearest Love, but found the Scullion Maid a. Being thus beguil'd, the Damsel smil'd, to think how she had serv'd him; She kept his sense in such dispence, that she had almost starv'd him: At last a dirty nasty Whore, did creep unto his side Sir, The Weavers heart was almost sore, to think what did betide Sir. It is, quoth Dick, a scurvy trick, but I will learn more Wit O; I never will come near her more, nor pine away a whit O: Of a Chamber-Maid i'le be afraid, and careful of her trick too, And all the Neighbourhood shall know, and call me honest Dick too.
Then Neighbours all, both great & small, that are of my Vocation, Let not your eyes, slight nor dispise a Country Habitation: The City Maid, I am afraid, is grown so light of late Sir, She will you Horn, contemn and scorn, and after break your Pate Sir. You Maidens fair, that cumbred are with tedious Suits and Wooing, That meet with Lovers troublesome, who fain would be a doing: Learn but of me, and ridded be of all that do you trouble, Look to your hitts, and try your Wits and then you may them bubble. You see how bravely Dick was mumpt, when he went to deceive me, I could not fancy him, I said. but Dick would not believe me: Yet he at last, did see and taste what 'twas to Lye and flatter, All that would gull us pretty Maids, get nothing by the matter-
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Printed for C. Dennisson, at the Stationers-Arms within Aldgate.