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4.97 R233639 1 The Countrey-Farmer King James's Jig; The Country Farmer The Country Farmer NOw did you not hear of the wooing of late,/ When Robin the Fidler he courted young Kate, Pepys 4.97 Wing P2885D 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. 4: 97 POOR ROBIN'S/ Miserable Misfortunes./ OR,/ The late Experience of a Golden-Plaister to be a perfect cure of a painful Melody. POOR ROBIN'S Miserable Misfortunes. OR, The late Experience of a Golden-Plaister to be a perfect cure of a painful Melody. Poor Robin's Miserable Misfortunes. Or, the Late Experience of a Golden-plaster to be a Perfect Cure of a Painful Melody. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 195 x 308 cropped left edge, creased and damaged surface, uneven inking 1664-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby in Pye=Corner. P. Brooksby BBTI

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NOw did you not hear of the wooing of late, When Robin the Fidler he courted young Kate, His Musical rattle traps under his Cloak, Now listen a while and give ear to the joke, Said he, if thou wilt take a walk to the town, It ne'r shall be said that i'le value a crown, But Kate was coy, and she gave him a frown, With a kick of the breech, so she tumbled him down. Poor Robin he then on his Fiddle did fall, And broke it in pieces, in shivers so small, Now Katy was pleas'd, and laught at the fun, But Robin was ruin'd and clearly undone: He found that she treated him wondrous base, And forc'd to pack off, now with loss and disgrace; He wept and he made a most sorrowful face, That all that came near him they pittied his case.
His Mother she bid him to be of good cheer, And likewise she whisper'd a word in his ear, Perswading him every thing would be well, If he would but marry with bonny brisk Nell: Kates company I would have thee refrain, Since she does requite you with scorn and disdain, Take Nelly and then you need never complain, Her portion will buy thee a Fiddle again. Then Robin went on with a full carrear To Nelly, and call'd her his Duck and his dear, As soon as she see him but enter the door, She serv'd him as bad as the other before: He could not tell how himself to behave, For Nelly in fury against them did rave, And said, do you think that I e're will inslave My self to a pittiful Fiddling Knave.
YEt Robin he would not be daunted with this, But went to embrace her and give her a kiss, Still this would not do, for she raved the more, And turn'd the poor Fidler out of the door, And bid him be going to finish the strife, Or else he should tast of the point of her Knife, Poor Robin was forc'd to run for his life, If this be the trade I shall ne'r get a wife. Now Robin resolv'd to go further a field To Dolly, and see if she'd lovingly yield, With courage undaunted then to her he went, As soon as he woo'd her, she gave her consent, Then Robin was joyful and freely exprest, His love it was loyal, he was not in jest, Since Dolly is loving no man is more blest, I shall have a wife now as well as the rest. At night when he went into bed to his bride, He had not continued long by her side, Before he was sensible she was with child, Then Robin cry'd out he was meerly beguil'd: Strait out of the bed then Robin arose, And all in a hurry he put on his cloaths, Away to her Father with fury he goes, He told him his daughter had follow'd her blows. I tell you in short I am sick of my bride, She has been a playing at whoopers-hide, Nay Son, said her Father, i'de have you be friends, And if it be so I will make you amends, Her Father he open'd his treasury store, And gave him full forty broad pieces and more, Now Robin does Dolly most dearly adore, He ne'r had so many bread pieces before. This booty so chear'd up poor Robins faint heart, That he from his bargain more never will part, He having this Gold now to furnish his purse, He takes his dear Dolly for better or worse: All former offences he'l cast behind, And more in affection will freely combine, Then Gold is a soveraign med'cine we find, To cure the effects of a troubled mind.
Printed for P. Brooksby in Pye-Corner.