%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> An Invitation to Lubberland. / WITH / An Account of the great Plenty of that Fruitful Country. / There is all sorts of Fowl and Fish, with Wine, and store of Brandy; / Ye have there what your Hearts can wish, / the Hills are Sugar-Candy. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1685-1685 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/20/2011 30687

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THere is a ship we understand, now riding in the river, Tis newly come from Lubberland, the like I think was never; You that a lazy life do love, Id have you now go over, They say the land is not above two thousand leagues from Dover. The captain and the master too, dos give us this relation, And so dos all the whole ships crew, concerning this strange nation.
The streets are pavd with pudding-pies, nay, powderd-beef and bacon, They say they scorn to tell you lies: Who thinks it is mistaken? The king of knaves, and queen of sluts reign there in peace and quiet; You need not fear to starve your guts, there is such store of dyet: There may you live free from all care, like hogs set up a fatning, The garments which the people wear, is silver, silk, and sattin.
The lofty buildings of this place, for many years have lasted, With nutmegs, pepper, cloves, and mace, the walls are there rough casted, In curious hasty-pudding boild, and most injenious carving; Likewise they are with pancakes tyd, sure, heres no fear of starving. The captain says, In every town, hot roasted pigs will meet ye, They in the streets run up and down, still crying out, Come eat me: Likewise he says, at eery feast, the very fowls and fishes, Nay, from the biggest to the least, comes tumbling to the dishes. The rivers run with claret fine, the brooks with rich canary, The ponds with other sorts of wine, to make your hearts full merry: Nay, more than this, you may behold, the fountains flows with brandy, The rocks are like refined gold, the hills are sugar-candy. Rose-water is the rain they have, which comes in pleasant showers; All places are adorned brave, with sweet and fragrant flowers.
Hot custards grows on eery tree, each ditch affords rich jellies; Now if you will be ruld by me, go there and fill your bellies. Theres nothing there but holy-days; with musick out of measure; Who can forbear to speak the praise, of such a land of pleasure? There may you lead a lazy life, free from all kind of labour: And he that is without a wife, may borrow of his neighbour. There is no law nor lawyers fees. all men are free from fury, For eery one dos what he please, without a judge or jury: The summer-time is warm they say, the winters neer the colder, They have no landlords rent to pay, each man is a free-holder. You that are free to cross the seas, make no more disputation, In Lubberland youll live at ease, with pleasant recreation: The captain waits but for a gale of prosperous wind and weather, And then they soon will hoist up sail, make hast away together.
Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Gilt-spur-street.