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4.356 R187709 1 The Country Farmer. Or, The Devonshire Damosels King James's Jig; The Country Farmer The Country Farmer. Or, The Devonshire Damsels YOu Gentlemen all come listen a while, / I'll sing you a jest that will make you to smile, date from Rollins Pepys 4.356 Rollins (1) IV:29-32; Wing W915A 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: 356 A Warning and good Counsel to the / WEAVERS. A Warning and good Counsel to the WEAVERS. A Warning and Good Counsel to the Weavers. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 195 x 320 uneven inking 1688 Printed for P. Brooksby, in Pye=Corner. P. Brooksby Weinstein: Rollins

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YOu Gentlemen all come listen a while, I'll sing you a jest that will make you to smile, How the Weavers in Norwalk is grown very poor, Some work Journey-work, and some shut up the door, The wholesale Men breaks, and to London mkes way: For that the poor Weavers full dearly do pay, If they bite them agen, they have learn'd them the way, 'Fore they part with their stuffs, in their hands to have pay. I'de have all the Weavers be ruled by me, And unto my Ditty now soon to agree. And trust no more stuff then their trade will maintain, If they can'nt have their Money bring ware back again:
That is the way for the Weavers to live, To have of their own and be able to give, If they trust any more they will themselves slave, For a sprat at a meal, and no more they must have. The spinners have vowed they will spin no more, The Wool-man has vowed he must shut up door, Let them think of me in these excellent charms, If they can't have mony-keep their stuff in their arms: The Women cry out both in City and town. Their trade won't afford them a new Mantua Gown, Also the poor Wool-men begin for to frown, The Weavers have pulled the spinnig trade down.
There was some brave Weavers that had an Estate, And prodigal was as long as they ha't, They jeer'd the poor Weavers that could not set up, 'Cause they were good fellows and loved a Cup. They have pulled the Journeymens wages down, And sent in their stuffs so fast to next town, The Merchants have broke that were of high renown, And the money for the Weavers is red out of town. The Weavers do say they will take up in time, And since they've drank small beer they'l go & drink wine, Good victuals to their Prentices allow, The Merchants shall live with the sweat of their brow: And now they'r resolv'd to leave trusting again, And leave all the Merchants themselves to maintain. For if they get in debt they to London make way, And poor Weavers Prentices for it must pay. I'd have all the Weavers both great and small, Take warning by me, and be ruled all, Now trading is dead, i'd have you hold your hand, And trust no more stuffs to go out of the Land: You have trusted so much you your selves have undone, Some Merchants have spoil'd you as sure as a Gun You have fed them so fat they are ready to burst, Whilst poor weavers Prentices sit with a crust Now this is the thing I needs must declare, For trading is down both in Market and Fair, Not only with Weavers, but other Trades too, With their families they know not how for to do: The poor Husbandman he works day and night, For to Till his ground it is all his delight, With his Oxen and Horses he plows all the Land, So let us all pray for the good Husband-man. Now all ye Weavers I bid you adieu, I hope I have penned no mo[r]e then is true, If ye had but these verses but two years before, You had kept the great woolf away from the door: You have your stuffs so far over the Sea, And for it full dearly you Weavers must pay, For to work again it is the best way And er'e you part with your stuffs in your hands take pay.
Printed for P. Brooksby, in Pye-Corner.