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T36841 LAST Week in Lent I came to town, / and having a leisure Hour, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 550 3: 551 THE / Humours of RAG-FAIR: / OR, THE / Countryman's Description of their several Trades / and Callings, THE Humours of RAG-FAIR: OR, THE Countryman’s Description of their several Trades and Callings, THE Humors of RAG FAIR: OR, THE Countryman’s Description of their several Trades and Callings, 1756-1756

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LAST Week in Lent I came to town, and having a leisure Hour, I went to see his Majestys Crown, and the Lyons in the Tower; But losing my way, I chanced to stray, through a Lane full of second hand Taylors, Till stopt with surprize, at the noise of the cries, of a hundred different dealers. Do you want a Coat or a Vest young Man, to dress in this good Easter? Here is Breeches (sellow them if you can,) you shall have them for a Teaster; And a plain Banjan, for Barbers Man, and Fustian Frocks for Bakers, Cheap left-off Cloaths for Spital-field Beaus, and Black for undertakers. Here are ruffled Shirts and Cambrick stocks, for young men to lie clean in, With nice tuckerd Holland Smocks, and choice of Child-bed Linnen.
Likewise clean sheeting for folks to lie sweet in, Girls, a nice dimity dicket: A good pair of sleeves you may wash when you [?] and tack them to a foul smicket. Here are stockings for young women too, not darnd above the quarter, With clocks of white, of red, or blue, all flourishd to the garter: Knit hose for men, [?] boys from ten, with silk for those who strut it, You may have them whole, with their own soals or neatly darnd and footed. Come customers, who buys my Shoes, or pumps scarce worse for wearing, I had them a bargain from the Meuss, from a woman who goes a chairing, Five groats a pair, search all the fair, and see if you can match them, The shops are so nice, theyll have a good price, although they clout and patch them.
Heres choice of perriwigs, wholl buy? Ill sell you as cheap as any, Youre welcome, Sirs, to come and try, Besides I shave for a penny. Do you flaxen lack, or a good coal black, With a buckle as strong as wire? These left off greys I can surely praise, Ill warrant them to the buyer. Who buys my felt or caroline? theres none will sell them cheaper, For Sundays heres a beaver fine, brought from a broken draper. You may have them at large at a small charge, for quaker or for curate; Lacd hats for those that are quarter-deck beaus, neer turnd but once I assure it. All smoaking hot a groat a pound, my plain or sweet plumb pudding, The flour the best in the market found, And all the ingredients good in; I make it neat, and give good weight, my pound is sixteen ounces, Yet by the bye, she tells you a lie, for all she brags and bounces. Heres pancakes in cooks dripping fryd, I sell them for a penny; Theyre crisp and brown, as has been tryd to-day by a good many. My sausages and blaek puddings please, I speak it without a vapour; For a penny a piece you may have what is nice, and Im sure you cant dine cheaper. Heres houshold-bread for families large, And stale bread from the city, Come buy all you that have got a charge of me that cant out-wit you. To you who buys I warrant the assize, As my Lord Mayor would have it, I hate words many, Ill bate you a penny, youre welcome to take it or leave it. Heres bacon as sweet as any nut, or neighbours never trust me, Altho they know it was yesterday but they bought it themselves for rusty. See this how fat, how streaky that, though cheat you while they are vending, And surely cheat you an ounce in the weight, Yet swear they give you a mending Here are joints of mutton from Leaden-hall, and beef from Honey lane market; I always keep what is prime at stall, thus the cunning butchers clark it.
A prince may eat my stall-fed meat, though I lose in each pound a farthing, But pray take care his stilliards are fair or you are surely bit in the bargain. Here is measly pork, and vile slink calf in trays at gully-holes selling, I had rather been at home by half at dinner at my own dwelling. To sell such meat for folks to eat, is enough to breed an infection, If such folks were down in our good town, theyd be sent to the house of correction. Here are wonderful purging Pills Which Doctor Rock rehearses, Which all the dreadful poison kills, suckd in by foul embraces. Such plaisters for corns, such powder for worms, were never before set on trial, Good people who prize the sight of your eyes, come purchase my little phial. In watch-house cage I next did view A strolling black-eyd Susan, Who only took a guinea or two from a sailor who had to lose them. The impudent whore, the justice before, said in her examination, The money in full she had from a cull, For to please his inclination. Pick-pockets too mixd in the throng, For hard by live their nurses, Good people when you pass along, I pray take care of your purses And handkerchiefs for these young thieves neer hope for absolution, But proceed in sin, till turnd off with a grin at a tyburn execution. Then here and there you find a stall set up by young beginners; The houses too are rented all by publicans and sinners. Walk in, sir, here is the aldermans beer, And a clear Newcastle fire, Ill make you a pot of the best gin hot, Which a young man can desire. Some were smoaking and some at cards, And some were with chaps dealing; Some were civil and some black-guards, All people have their failing. I paid off my score and went out of door, maintaining this opinion, That no prince of state, beside Britain the Great hath such a fair in his dominion.
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