%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Hang Pinching, / OR, / The good fellowes Observation, / Mongst a Ioviall Crew, / Of them that hate Flinching, / But is alwayes true blew. Blunden, William University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1633-1633 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/25/2011 30347

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ALL you which lay clame, To a good fellowes name, and yet doe not prove your selves so, Give eare to this thing, The which I will sing, wherein I most plainly will show With proofe and good ground, Those fellowes profound, that unto the Alewives are true, In drinking their drinke, And paying their chinke, O such a good fellows true blew, But otherwise hee, That brabling will be, about any trifle to pay, When that he doth know He so much doth owe, yet basely will shrinke his way, Or bring the summe lesse, Disparaging guesse. which willing would pay al thats due, His Company I, Detest and defie, Because that he is not true blew.
Somes Chaps are so nimble, Theyl sit and lick the wimble, but when that the Recknings to pay, Away they will sneake, And not a word speake, all which is approved each day, The which having seene, Doth draw me with spleene, to lay open unto your view. The honest good fellow, Who though hee bee mellow, In every kind is true blew. Hes of the right mould, That spares not his gold. mongst hose good fellowes that lack, If that they will drinke, hel part with his Chinke, and lookes not for any ont back, But is well content, His money is spent, among such a joviall Crew, And these are the parts, And cheefest desarts, That showes a good fellow true blew.
Such difference I Doe daily discry, amongst the Conditions of men, Some given are to fight, Some in singing delight pray what shall be censured then, Why truely my mind, To him is inclinde, by whom unto mirth I am drew, For much I doe hate, He that breedeth debate, But give me a fellow true blew. Theres some of that mind, When that they doe find a man that is joviall and free, Theyl drinke and theyl call, But he must pay all, or else undischargd it must be. Once being servd so, No more will I goe, into such a frivilous Crew, And so Ile advise All those that are wise, Because that they are not true blew
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ACquaint thy selfe then, With these honest men, as I unto thee will explaine, By tokens aright, To quicken thy sight, that they all base tricks doe disdaine, First looke on his nose, Then maist thou suppose, by the colour that on it is drew, That over good Ale, He tells no long tale, But such a good fellows true blew. So likewise is he, That loving will be, unto his Co-partners at neede, In giving them drinke When as they want Chinke, their necessity for to feed, Though precious and rare, Such company are, yet give the deservers their due, For some without blame, Deserveth the name, Of thats a good fellow true blew. But of all and some, I yet am not come, to tell you the happy estate, Of him that can thus Be merry with us, and yet that vile sinne for to hate, Of whoring and dice, The which in a trice, brings body and soule for to rue, Hes happily blest, That them doth detest, For such a good fellows true blew.
The wasting of time, Is but a small crime, to that which I told you before, Yet must I confesse, The truth to expresse, good fellowes are commonly poore, But P O for that; I leave off such Chat, for while that the Brewers doe brew, I thus far presage, Untill the last age, There will bee good fellowes true blew. And thus have I showne, To what we are prone, I hope I shall purchase no blame, Among any such, That have the best toutch, of love to a good fellowes name, For to no ill end, This theam have I pend, but onely to set to your view, The difference betweene, A puny so greene, And hee that is honest true blew. I feare not the frowne, Of a penurious clowne, which if he but twelve pence doe spend In Ale or in wine, He so will repine, his garters must then bee his end. But now to conclude, My verses so rude, a health ile beginne of a new, To every kind blade, That is not dismayd, To be a good fellow true blew.
Printed at London for Thomas Lambert, at the sign of the Hors-shoo in Smithfield. W.B.