%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Cooper of Norfolke: / OR, / A pretty Iest of a Brewer and the Coopers Wife: And how the Cooper ser- / ved the Brewer in his kind. Parker, Martin University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1624-1624 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/13/2011 30027

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S119365 2 the same Tune Whoop! Do Me No Harm Good Man The Same Tune The Wiving age Whoop! Do Me No Harm Good Man The Wiving Age ATtend my Masters, and listen well / Unto this my Ditty, which briefly doth tell SHe hearing her husband that question demand, / She thought it was time to her tackling to stand: And there he cry'd Worke for a Cooper, / Maids ha'ye any worke for a Cooper? [with variation] Oh, let it alone, good Cooper: / Thus she thought to couzen the Cooper. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 30 1: 31 The Cooper of Norfolke: / OR, / A pretty Iest of a Brewer and the Coopers Wife: And how the Cooper ser- / ved the Brewer in his kind. The Cooper of Norfolke: OR, A pretty Jest of a Brewer and the Coopers Wife: And how the Cooper ser- ved the Brewer in his kind. The Cooper of Norfolk: OR, A pretty Jest of a Brewer and the Cooper's Wife: And how the Cooper served the Brewer in his kind. Parker, Martin 1624-1624 Francis Grove

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ATtend my Masters, and listen well Unto this my Ditty, which briefly doth tell Of a fine merry Jest which in Norfolke befell: A brave lusty Cooper in that Countie did dwell, And there he cryd Worke for a Cooper, Maids haye any worke for a Cooper? This Cooper he had a faire creature tos wife, Which a Brewer ith Towne lovd as deare as his life, And she had a tricke, which in some wives is rife: She still kept a sheath for another mans knife, And often cornuted the Cooper, While he cryd, More worke for a Cooper. It hapned one morning the Cooper out went, To worke for his living it was his intent: He trusted his house to his wives government, And left her in bed to her owne hearts content, While he cryd, What worke for a Cooper, Maids haye any worke for a Cooper? And as the Cooper was passing along, Still crying and calling his old wonted song, The Brewer, his rivall, both lustie and yong, Did thinke now or never to doe him some wrong, And lie with the wife of the Cooper, Who better lovd him than the Cooper. So calling the Cooper, hee to him did say, Goe home to my house, and make no delay, I have so much worke as thou canst doe to day: What ever thou earnest, Ile bountifully pay. These tidings well pleased the Cooper, Oh, this was brave newes for the Cooper.
Away went the Cooper to thhouse of the Brewer, Who seeing him safe at his worke to indure: Thought he, now for this day the Cooper is sure, Ile goe to his wife, her green-sicknesse to cure: Take heed of your forehead, good Cooper, For now I must worke for the Cooper. So straight waies he went to the Coopers dwelling, The goodwife to give entertainment was willing, The Brewer & she like two pigeons were billing: And what they did else they have bound mee from telling: He pleased the wife of the Cooper, Who better lovd him than the Cooper. But marke how it happened now at the last, The sun-shine of pleasure was soone over-past; The Cooper did lacke one ofs Tooles, and in haste He came home to fetch it, and found the doore fast: Wife, open the doore, quoth the Cooper, And let in thy husband the Cooper. Now when the goodwife and the Brewer did heare The Cooper at doore, affrighted they were: The Brewer was in such a bodily feare, That for to hide himselfe he knew not where, To shun the fierce rage of the Cooper, He thought he should die by the Cooper. The good wife perceiving his wofull estate, She having a subtill and politicke pate, She suddenly whelmd downe a great brewing Fat, And closely she coverd the Brewer with that: Then after shee let in the Cooper, Whats under this Tub? quoth the Cooper.
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SHe hearing her husband that question demand, She thought it was time to her tackling to stand: Take heed how you move it, quod she, with your hand, For theres a live Pig was sent by a friend: Oh, let it alone, good Cooper: Thus she thought to couzen the Cooper. Is it a Sow pig, the Cooper did say? Let me havt to my Supper: the good wife said nay, It is six, a Bore-pig, quoth she, by my fay: Tis for my owne diet, twas givn me to day: It is not for you, John Coop[er,] Then let it alone, John Cooper. I would it were in thy belly, quoth John, Indeed, quoth the goodwife, so it shall be anon: What, ere I do with it, faith thou shalt have none. Why standst thou here prating? I prethee be gone, Make haste to thy worke, John Cooper, Worse meats good enough for a Cooper. Cannot a good wife have a bit now and than, But there must be notice tane by the good man: Ile havt to my dinner, sir, doe what you can: It may be I long to have all or none: Then prethee content thy selfe Cooper, Oh goe to thy worke, John Cooper. The Cooper mistrusted some knaverie to be Hid under the brewing Fat, and therefore hee Was fully resolvd, for his mind-sake, to see. Alas, thought the Brewer, now woe be to me, Oh what shall I say to the Cooper? I would I were gone from the Cooper. You whore, quod the Cooper, is this your Bore-pig? He has beene well fed, for hees growne very big: Ile either of him have an arme or a leg; Ile make him unable his taile for to wrig Before he gets hence from John Cooper, Ile make him remember the Cooper. Oh pardon me Neighbour the Brewer did say: And for the offence I have done thee this day, I am well contented thy wrath to allay, And make restitution for this my foule play: O prethee forgive me, John Cooper, And Ile be a friend to John Cooper. If from this offence thou wilt set me cleere, My bounty and love to thee shall appeare: Ile freely allow thee and thine all the yeare, As much as yeel drink, either strong Ale or Beere: Then prethee forgive me, John Cooper, Accept of my proffer, John Cooper.
Oh no, quoth the Cooper, Ide have thee to thinke, That I with my labour can buy my selfe drinke: Ile geld thee, or lame thee, ere from me thou shrink. These words made the Brewer with feare for to stink; He feared the rage of the Cooper, Yet still he intreated the Cooper. The Cooper by no meanes would let goe his hold, The Brewer cryd out to the Cooper, and told Him, there was the key of his silver and gold, And gave him free leave to fetch what he would: O then he contented the Cooper, These tidings well pleased the Cooper. If thou, quoth the Cooper, wilt sweare with an oath, To doe all thou tellst me, although I am loath, I will be contented to pardon you both: Content, quoth the Brewer, I will by my troth, Here take thou my key, John Cooper. Yea, with a good will, quoth the Cooper. On this condition they both went their way, Both John and the Brewer, but John kept the key, Which opend the Coffer where more money lay, Than John the Cooper had seene many a day: This is a brave sight, thought the Cooper, Ile furnish my selfe, thought the Cooper. John was so farre in affection with that, That he tooke up handfuls and filled his Hat: I will have my bargaine, quoth John, that is flat, The Brewer shall pay well for using my Fat: Ile cry no more worke for a Cooper, Farewell to the trade of a Cooper. Thus money can pacifie the greatest strife: For John never after found fault with his wife. Hee left off his Adz, his Saw and his Knife, And after livd richly all daies of his life; Hee cryd no more worke for a Cooper: Oh he left off the trade of a Cooper. And in his merry mood, oft he would say, If that I had hoopt twenty tubs in one day, I should not have got so much wealth, by my fay: Gramercie kind wife, for thy wit found the way To make a rich man of John Cooper: Oh what a good wife has John Cooper. Let no marryd couple that heare this tale told, Be of the opinion this couple did hold, To sell reputation for silver or gold: For credit and honesty should not be sold. Thus ended the song of the Cooper. That cryd, Haye any worke for a Cooper.
Printed at London for Francis Grove, on Snow-hill. FINIS. M.P.