%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Great Boobee. 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 04/21/2011 30412

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R216054 5 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN a pleasant New Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant New Tune Sallengers Round Sellenger's Round; The Beginning of the World Sallenger's Round the same Tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune MY Friend, if you will understand / my Fortunes what they are, FRom thence I went to Westminster, / and for to see the Tombs, like a great Boobee. [with variation] like a great Boobee. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 74 3: 75 The Great Boobee. 1624-1624 F. Coles

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MY Friend, if you will understand my Fortunes what they are, I once had Cattel, House, and Land, but now I am never the near; My Father left a good estate, as I may tell to thee, I couzned was of all I had, like a great Boobee. I went to School with a good intent, and for to learn my Book, And all the day I went to play, in it I never did look: Full seven years, or very nigh, as I may tell to thee, I could hardly say my Christ-Cross-Row, like a great Boobee. My Father then in all the haste, did set me to the Plow, And for to lash the Horse about, indeed I knew not how: My Father took his Whip in his hand, and soundly lashed me, He calld me Fool and Country Clown, and great Boobee.
But I did from my Father run, for I will Plow no more, Because he had so slashed me, and made my sides so sore: But I will go to London Town, some Vashions for to see, When I came there they calld me Clown and great Boobee. But as I went along the street, I carried my Hat in my hand, And to every one that I did meet, I bravely bust my hand: Some did laugh, and some did scoff, and some did mock at me, And some did say I was a Woodcock, and a great Boobee. Then did I walk in hast to Pauls, the Steeple for to view, Because I heard some people say, it should be builded new; Then I got up unto the top, the City for to see, It was so high it made me cry, like a great Boobee.
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FRom thence I went to Westminster, and for to see the Tombs, Oh, said I, what a house is here, with an infinite sight of Rooms? Sweetly the Abby Bells did ring, it was a fine sight to see, Methought I was going to Heaven in a string, like a great Boobee. But as I went along the street, the most part of the day, Many Gallants did I meet, methought they were very gay: I blew my Nose, and pist my Hose, some people did me see, They said I was a Beastly Fool, and a great Boobee. Next day I through Pye-corner past, the Roast-meat on the Stall, Invited me to take a taste, my Money was but small: The Meat I pickt, the Cook me kickt, as I may tell to thee, He beat me sore, and made me rore, like a great Boobee. As I through Smithfield lately walkt, a gallant Lass I met, Familiarly with me she talkt, which I cannot forget: She profferd me a pint of Wine, methought she was wondrous free, To the Tavern then I went with her, like a great Boobee. She told me we were neer of Kin, and calld for Wine good store, Before the reckoning was brought in, my Cousin provd a Whore: My Purse she pickt, and went away, my Cousin couzned me, The Vintner kickt me out of door, like a great Boobee.
At the Exchange when I came there, I saw most gallant things, I thought the Pictures living were of all our English Kings: I doft my Hat, and made a Leg, and kneeled on my Knee, The people laught, and calld me Fool, and great Boobee. To Paris Garden then I went, where there is great resort, My pleasure was my punishment, I did not like the sport: The Garden Bull with his stout horns, on high then tossed me, I did bewray my self with fear, like a great Boobee. The Bear-heard went to save me then, the people flockt about, I told the Bear-garden-men, my guts were almost out: They said I stunk most grievously, no man would pitty me, They calld me witless Fool and Ass, and great Boobee. Then ore the Water did I pass, as you shall understand, I dropt into the Thames alas, before I came to Land: The Water-man did help me out, and thus thus did say to me, Tis not thy fortune to be drownd, like a great Boobee. But I have learned so much wit, shall shorten all my cares, If I can but a Liscence get, to play before the Bears: Twill be a gallant place indeed, as I may tell to thee, Then who dares call me Fool or Ass, or great Boobee.
Printed for F. Coles, in Wine-street, on Saffron-hill, near Hatton-Garden.