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T34396 HARK! how the cries in every street / Make lanes and allies ring: Let none despise the merry merry cries / Of famous London-town. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 289742 The CRIES of LONDON. The CRIES of LONDON. The CRIES of LONDON. 1779-1779

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HARK! how the cries in every street Make lanes and allies ring: With their goods and ware both nice and rare, All in a pleasant lofty strain; Come buy my gudgeons fine and new. Old cloaths to change for earthen ware. Come taste and try before you buy, Heres dainty poplin pears. Diddle, diddle, diddle, dumplains ho! With walnuts nice and brown. Let none despise the merry, merry cries Of famous London-town. Any old cloaths, suits or coats Come buy my singi[n]g birds.
Oranges or lemons. Newcastle salmon. Come buy my ropes of onions, ho Come buy my sand, fine silver sand. Two bunches a penny turnips, ho! Ill change you pins for coney-skins. Maids, do you wants any milk below? Heres an express from Admiral Hawke, That admiral of renown. Let none despise the merry merry cries Of famous London-town. Maids, have you any kitchen-stuff? Will you buy fine artichoaks? Come buy my brooms to sweep your rooms Will you buy my white hear cabbages, ho
C[o]me buy my nuts, my fine small nuts, T[w]o cans a penny, crack and try. H[e]res cherries round, and very sound. M[a]id, shall I sweep your chimnies high; T[i]nkle, tinkle, tinkle, goes the tinkers pan, W[i]th a merry chearful sound. Let none despise, etc. He[r]es fine herrings, eight a groat. H[ot] codlins, pies, and tarts. N[e]w mackerel I have to sell. Come buy my Wellfleet oystets, ho! Come buy my whitings fine and new. W[iv]es, shall I mend yours husbands horns? Il[l] grind your knives to please your wives, A[nd] very nicely cut your corns. M[ai]ds, have you any hair to sell, Ei[th]er flaxen, black, or brown? Let none despise, etc. W[or]k for a cooper, maids give ear, Ill hoop your tobs and pails. Co[m]e Nell and Sue, and buy my blue. M[ai]ds, have you any chairs to mend? H[ere]s hot spice-gingerbread of the best, C[om]e taste and try before you buy. H[ere]s elder buds to purge your bloods. B[ut] black your shoes is all the cry, H[er]es hot rice milk, and barley broth. Pl[u]mb pudding a groat a pound. Let none despise, etc. H[e]res fine rosemary, sage, and thyme. C[o]me buy my ground ivy, H[e]res fetherfew, gilliflowers and rue. C[o]me buy my knotted marjorum, ho! Come buy my mint, my fine green mint. Heres fine lavender for your cloaths. Heres parsley, and winter-savory. And hearts-ease, which all do choose. Heres balm and hissop, and cinquefoil, All fine herbs, it is well known. Let none despise, etc. Heres pennyroyal and marygolds. [C]ome buy my nettle-tops. Heres water-cresses and scurvy-grass. [C]ome buy my sage of virtue, ho! Come buy my wormwood and mugwort, Heres all fine herbs of every sort. Heres southernwood thats very good, Dandelion and houseleek.
Heres dragons-tongue and wood-sorrel With bears-foot and horehound. Let none despise, etc. Heres green coleworts and brocoli, Come buy my radishes. Heres fine savoys, and ripe hautboys. Come buy my young green hastings, ho! Come buy my beans, right Windsor beans, Two pence a bunch young carrots, ho! Heres fine nosegays. Rape strawberries. With ready pickd sallad also. Heres collyflower and asparagus. New prunes two-pence a pound. Let none despise, etc. Heres cucumbers, spinage, and French beans, Come buy my nice sallery. Heres parsnips and fine leeks. Come buy my potatoes, ho! Come buy my plumbs, and fine ripe plumbs. A groat a pound ripe filberts, ho! Heres corn-poppies and mulberries. Gooseberries and currants also. Fine nectarines, peaches, and apricots. New rice two pence a pound. Let none despise, etc. Buy a rabbit, wild duck or fat goose, Come buy a choice fat fowl. Plovers, teal, or widgeons, come buy my pigeons. Maids, do you want any small-coal? Come buy my shrimps, my fine new shrimps, Two pots a penny, taste and try. Heres fine saloop, both hot and good. But Yorkshire muffins is the cry. Heres trotters, calfs feet and fine tripes. Barrel figs three-pence a pound. Let none despise, etc. Heres new laid eggs for ten a groat. Come buy my warerd cod. Heres place and dabs, lobsters and crabs. Come buy my maids and flounders, ho! Come buy my pike, my fine live pike. Two pence a hundred cockles, ho! Shads, eels, and sprats. Lights for your cats. With haddocks, perch, and tench also Heres carp and tench, mullet and smelts. Butter six-penee a-pound. Let none despise the merry, merry cries Of famous London town.
Printed and Sold [a]t No. 4, Aldermary Church Yard.