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5.426 R187990 1 The Scotch Haymakers The Scotch Haymakers The Scotch Haymakers AS I of late was walking by a Country Bakers door,/ I heard some Women talking, near 27 or more, Now ery Lass that means to pass must all be punchd this year. (with variations; not stanzas 7 and 8) date from imprint Pepys 5.426 Wing E3814[D] 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. 5: 426 An Excellent New SONG,/ CALL'D,/ Rare News for the Female Sex,/ OR,/ Good Luck at last. An Excellent New SONG, CALL'D, Rare News for the Female Sex, OR, Good Luck at last. An Excellent New Song, Called, Rare News for the Female Sex, or, Good Luck at Last. 1/2 sheet folio, 270 x 180 cropped right edge, holed, damaged surface, uneven inking horizontal and vertical rules 1696 Londin, Printed for C. Barnet. 1696. C. Barnet Weinstein: imprint

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AS I of late was walking by a Country Bakers door I heard some Women talking, near 27 or more, Then one among the rest, crying, now I do protest, Of all the news I ever heard I think this is the best, I long'd to hear what this good news might be, She scarce could speak for laughing, but at the last quod she, Come Maids be of good chear, for joyful News I hear. Now ery Lass that means to pass must all be punchd this year. Oh this is joyful News said the Bakers daughter Nan, Tho fifteen years I've lived yet never any Man Would be so kind to me as to punch me well said she, Or from the torment which I bear would ever set me free, For whats a greater Plague then a heavy Maidenhead And must I still endure it I'd rather sure be dead, Since this good Neews I hear my heart is void of fear Nor friend nor foe shall say me no for I'll be punchd this Year. The Farmer's Daughter Joan stood moulding of her bread, Said she good NeighBour Nancy no more words to be said, You complain in 15 year of the torment which you bear, I'm almost 30 ist not dirty men should mock & jeer, And ask us when we'l marry, alass how do we know, When they are pleas'd to call us then we are free to go, And since this news I hear, I'le send to Dick my dear, And once again Ile tell him plain I must be punchd this Year. The Taylors daughter Betty cry'd its a burning shame Though I am young and pretty my sorrow is the same, My Father keeps Five Men, but what if he kept Ten, Such silly fools with pointless tools, can never punch me then Unto some lusty Farmer with speed I must repair, And tell to him the cause of my sorrow, grief, and care, Then he with merry cheer, will vanish all my fear And I as well as other Maids sure shall be puncht this Year.
Then in came lusty Sarah who lived at the Crown, Saying, I'm as brisk and airy as any lass in Town, My Friends was at great charge in breeding me so large: To pass away my youthful day d'ye think it don't me urg. I'm Punchable 'tis known, my Marygold is blown, Come Souldier Sailor or a Taylor take me for your own, Let Mother draw the Beer, and Father in his Chair, For ile no longer draw their drink if i'm not puncht this year. And said aged Gillian, tho' I am old and weak, Yet Neighbours I am willing a word or two to speak, My beauty is decay'd by living long a Maid, And this I tell that Apes in Hell I must lead I'm afraid Accept of my Petition and let me have a share, I'm forced with submission my sorrow to declare, Then do not flout nor jear, for since this news I hear; My maiden head will strike me dead if I'm not puncht this year. The Baker's daughter Nancy and all the reft reply'd, What man alive can fancy to make of you a bride, And therefore pray forbear your sorrow to declare, Yet if there's any rusty Punch that we can freely spare, We'll see what we can do, and be a friend to you. I hope you will said she so my Neighbors all adieu, And thereupon each one departed and went home. With joint consent to be content now punching time is come. But one there was among them that they did think too young And as they all went dancing she likewise had her Song What tho you flout at me [cause] that I am young you see For all you hunch yet Ile be punch'd that currant I may be, For I am thirteen it is well known And why maint I good Sirs than be punch'd as well as Joan, I am resolv'd I say, that I'll not loose a day, But straight to John my Fathers Man and be punch'd as well as they.
London, Printed for C. Barnet. 1696.