%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Lusty MILLER's Recreation: OR, / The Buxome Females chief Delight. / Being a most pleasant Design between a certain Miller, the Good-Wife, and her Three Daughters. / A most Delectable New Song, &c. / Fair Peggy first to'th Mill with Grist was sent, / Who pleas'd return'd, but would not tell the' event; / Which Betty once perceiving, needs would go, / Who sped in the same Tune, returned too; / At which the Mother knew not what to guess, / But did her self in admiration bless. / Till Jenny, of the Three the Youngest Lass, / Would needs go see how all this came to pass, / Returns the same; then forth the Mother set, / Who finds the Plot, but ne'r Discover'd it. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1672-1672 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/25/2011 30778

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R228406 1 a pleasant New Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant New Tune THe Good-Wife her Daughter did send to the Miller, / to grind her Grist neatly, and for to come back; Ay! marry Sir, there's a brave Miller indeed. Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 329 The Lusty MILLER's Recreation: OR, / The Buxome Females chief Delight. / Being a most pleasant Design between a certain Miller, the Good-Wife, and her Three Daughters. / A most Delectable New Song, &c. / Fair Peggy first to'th Mill with Grist was sent, / Who pleas'd return'd, but would not tell the' event; / Which Betty once perceiving, needs would go, / Who sped in the same Tune, returned too; / At which the Mother knew not what to guess, / But did her self in admiration bless. / Till Jenny, of the Three the Youngest Lass, / Would needs go see how all this came to pass, / Returns the same; then forth the Mother set, / Who finds the Plot, but ne'r Discover'd it. The Lusty MILLER's Recreation: OR, The Buxome Females chief Delight. Being a most pleasant Design between a certain Miller, the Good-Wife, and her Three Daughters. A most Delectable New Song, &c. Fair Peggy first to'th Mill with Grist was sent, Who pleas'd return'd, but would not tell the' event; Which Betty once perceiving, needs would go, Who sped in the same Tune, returned too; At which the Mother knew not what to guess, But did her self in admiration bless. Till Jenny, of the Three the Youngest Lass, Would needs go see how all this came to pass, Returns the same; then forth the Mother set, Who finds the Plot, but ne'r Discover'd it. The Lusty MILLER's Recreation: OR, The Buxom Female's chief Delight. Being a most pleasant Design between a certain Miller, the Good wife, and her Three Daughters. A most Delectable New Song, &c. Fair Peggy first to the Mill with Grist was sent, Who pleased returned, but would not tell the event; Which Betty once perceiving, needs would go, Who sped in the same Tune, returned too; At which the Mother knew not what to guess, But did her self in admiration bless. Till Jenny, of the Three the Youngest Lass, Would needs go see how all this came to pass, Returns the same; then forth the Mother set, Who finds the Plot, but never Discovered it. 1672-1672 P. Brooksby

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THe Good-Wife her Daughter did send to the Miller, to grind her Grist neatly, and for to come back; But you little imagine how full he had filld her, to fill up her Belly as full as her Sack: And when she came home her Wits were bebrichd, Her Mother did think she had been bewitchd; She askd her where she had been loytring all day, But this was all that the Daughter would say, Ay! marry Sir, theres a brave Miller indeed. Quoth Betty to Peggy your Back is all whited, what has the Miller done? pray tell me truth; If you have been wronged, then you shall be righted, for I have heard say hes a mad merry Youth: Said Peggy to Betty your suit is in vain, For Peggy oth Miller would never complain; For what they could do by Night or by Day, Still this is all that the Daughter would say, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Next morning sweet Betty, fair Peggys own Sister, would venture her Body whatever befell; But how finely the Miller he hugd her and kist her, that in a while after her Belly did swell: And for to come back again home she did come, And stood like an Image both senseless and dumb; For she being loath for to lose her sweet Play, This to the Mother the Daughter would say, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Alas! quoth the Woman, my other poor Daughter, for she is bewitched as I greatly fear;
But I will take care how I send them hereafter, if Millers prove Witches, as it doth appear: Then Bessy and Peggy come speak your minds freely, And let not your selves be thus simple and silly, Yet for what she could do by Night or by Day, This it was all that the Daughters would say, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Woes me, crys the Mother, what mean you by this, my Daughters pray tell me for fain I would know? Ifaith if you will not Ile find what it is, for unto the Miller I mean for to go: At which up starts Jenny, the younger oth three, And said, Nay pray Mother for this time send me, Ile warrant you that I will find out the knack, And bring you the meaning of (when I come back) Ay! marry Sir, etc. Then cries the old Woman once more I will venter, I know thou art witty, and wilt find no doubt The meaning of all, so on Horse-back she sent her, but when Jenny came there, she long held not out; But under the Stones with much pleasure she fell, While the Miller so merrily workd in her Wheel; Where she held him tack till her Grist it was ground, Then home she came jogging, and utterd this sound, Ay! marry Sir, theres a fine Miller indeed. Tis sure, cries the Mother, my Daughters are mad, Ile find out the cause ont whatever betide; At home you shall stay and abroad no more gad, for I to the Miller intend for to Ride: Go Pannel me Dan now, and make no reply, At which Peggy starting, Oh Mother did cry, (As loath the Old Woman should know of the Game) Pray go not for fear you bewitchd sing the same, Ay! marry, etc.
Alas my dear Mother, the Miller is wild, and if you shoud go he may do you much harm; Nay worse, quoth sweet Betty, you chance may be spoild, for he is Distracted when once he is warm: A Spirit does haunt him I know it full well, Which nothing can lay but a Two-legged Spell? Then shoud it get power on you Im afraid, Youl be bewitchd so to say as weve said, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Nay Mother, quoth Jenny, they are in the right, for hes a mad Miller I needs must declare; So furious he works that the Stones often smite, though the Hopper be filld, yet he will not forbear: But heaps it and thrusts it till all the Cogs move, Uds-bobs, quoth the Mother, such Millers I love; Then tell me the cause, or no longer Ile stay, How he hath bewitchd you thus onely to say, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Quoth Jenny Ile go and Ile ask him the cause, nay soft, quoth sweet Betty, Im older then you; Tis my turn Ile warrant by Birth-right and Laws, come, come, hold your prating, quod Peg, tis my due, For Ile not be robd Im resolvd of my right, But the Grist to the Mill I will carry this night; In vain you design it, unless we go all, Quoth Jenny, for Ile declare what did befall, Ay! marry Sir, etc. The Mother observing the strife grow so hot, ner stayd for her Pannel, but mounting astride, By kicking and whipping of Dun she soon got to the Millers, who seeing her, took her aside, And spreading his Sacks, on her back he then layd her, Where in the same Coin on purpose he payd her; While the Stones they run round, and merrily playd, Till her Grist was well ground, then returning she said, Ay! marry Sir, etc. Then long it was not ere their Bellies did swell, Peggs, Bettys, and Jennys, the Mothers likewise, But none of them could be perswaded to tell what Champion of Venus twas made them to rise; But still the bold Miller they praisd for his worth, Who Tole-free would never let Females come forth, But labourd to serve them by night and by day, While all the brisk Lasses this of him did say, Ay! marry Sir, theres a fine Miller indeed. Finis.
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