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R215951 18 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN the same tune Spanish Gypsies, The The Same Tune the Spanish Iipsie Spanish Gypsies, The The Spanish Gypsy COme follow, follow all, / 'Tis English Iipsies call; VVE feare to wrong the Law, / We liue in seruile awe, We farewell, &c. | Seriously a number, &c. [refrains on first and second stanzas only] So Spanish Iipsies, &c. [final stanza only] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 544 1: 545 The braue English Iipsie. The braue English Iipsie. The brave English Gypsy. 1597-1597 Iohn Trundle

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<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The brave <hi rend="bold">English Jipsie.</hi></hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To the tune of the <hi rend="bold">Spanish Jpsie.</hi></hi></seg>
COme follow, follow all, Tis English Jipsies call; All you that love your lives, Heres those for profit strives. We fare well when thousands lacke, None of us can credits cracke. We fare well, etc. If we to Gallants come, The country people run To see what we can doe, Much paines they undergoe:Seriously a number strives To lead the English Jipsies lives. Seriously a number, etc. We humor none that lives, Nor hate no man that gives, Ambition doth not rest Ith English Jipsies brest:If they give, weele willing take, Nought thats good will we forsake. We use all things are quaint, With Painters we can paint; Our dye is not in vaine, For we doe dye in graine:The Walnut tree supplies our lacke, what was made faire, we can make black. We take a formall course, Some fixe upon a Horse
We single scorne to ride, Our horse doth want no guide: We by turnes will take our ease, And live all humors for to please. We scorne for to entise With beauty Gallants eyes, We beare no beautious face, Our subtile slightes to grace, We can paint when we command. And looke like Indians that are tand. We practise not to dance, Nor learne no tunes from France, Our Knackers make no noise, We are no roaring Boyes; English Jipsies all live free, And love, and live most jovially. Our fare is of the best, Three times a weeke we feast, Nay sometime every day, And yet for nothing pay:For, Beefe or Bacon, Geese or Hens, What we eate is other mens. Sometimes where great men dwell, We doe there Fortunes tell, Our paines for to requite, We diet there all night:In this life we spend our dayes, English Jipsies Lawes obayes.
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The second Part. To the same tune.</hi></seg>
WE feare to wrong the Law, We live in servile awe, Yet wheresoere we goe, We seldome find a foe:Wheresoere we come, we find For one that hates, an hundred kind, Pleasure we have store, Who can desire more, All doth our paines requite, Then frolike we all night, Mongst our selves we dance and sing, Night content to us doth bring. Whatere we get all day, That night doth fly away, We hoord not up our store, For next day we have more, Feast our selves with gallant Cheere, Spare no cost for wine or beere. To drinke, be drunke, and tipsie, Delights the English Jipsie: we live to love all those That are no Jipsies foes: Some decayd mongst Gallants, strives To leade the English Jipsies lives. We beare this honest mind, To love all friends are kind Our foes we can requite, with hatred and despight:
For we can plague our mortall foe, Yet he the actors never know. Great store of Coyne we gaine, Yet for it take no paine:Our diets seldome sought, For it is to us brought, Pigs or Geese, or Brawne or Sowse, Or any meat thats in the house. Thers many stand in feare, when we approach but neere, Sometimes our very sight The children doth affright:Our names are spred both far and neere, Our friends we love, but dread no feare, We hate all surly slaves, Nor love on cunning knaves, Our selves can cunning use, Yet none we will abuse:He that freely gives, shall find The English Jipsies alwaies kind. Who ere hath bin in Spaine, And seene there Jipsies vaine, Shall soone the difference find, Else judgement makes him blind:So Spanish Jipsies all adue, For English equall are to you. So Spanish Jipsies, etc.
FINIS. London printed for John Trundle, at his Shop neere the Hospitall Gate in Smithfield