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GOOD people attend, I'll discover, A wedding that happen'd of late, I cannot tell why we should smother, The weddings of poor more than great; 'Twixt Ben of the Borough, so pretty, Who carries a basket, 'tis said, And dainty plump Kent-street fair Kitty, A coney wool-cutter by trade. The guests were all quickly invited, Ben order'd the dinner by noon, And Kitty was highly delighted, They obey'd the glad summons so soon; An ox cheek was order'd for dinner, With plenty of porter and gin, Ben swore on the oath of a sinner, Nothing should be wanting in him. Joe the sandman, and Bessy the bunter, We hear from St. Giles's did prance, Dick the fidler, and Sally the mumper, Brought Levi the Jew for to dance. Tom the chanter he quickly was present, And squinting black Molly likewise, With Billy the dustman quite pleasant, And Nell with no nose and sore eyes. Ned the drover was also invited, Unto this gay wedding to come, From Smithfield he came quite delighted, Before that the market was done; And Fanny the pretty matchmaker, A sister to young bunting Bess, She wished the devil might take her, If she was not one of the guests. Dolly the rag woman's daughter, From Tyburn road she did stride, And Jenny the quilter came after, Whose nose it stood all of one side; There was the Roger the chimney-sweeper, No soot he would gather that day, But because he would look the compleater, His soot bag and brush threw away.
There was bandy-leg'd sheep's head Susan We hear from Field-lane she did hie, And draggle-tail'd Pat with no shoes on, Who pins and laces doth cry; Ralph the grinder he set by his barrow, As soon as he heard of the news, And swore he would be there to-morrow, Altho' he'd no heels to his shoes. Sam the grubber he having had warning, His wallet and broom down did lay, And early attended next morning, The bride for to give away; And Peggy the mop-yarn spinner, Her cards and her wheel set aside, And swore as she was a sinner, She'd go and attire the bride. Nan the tub woman out of Whitechapel, Was also invited to go, And as she was 'kin to the couple, She swore she the stocking would throw; So having all gather'd together, As they appointed to meet, And being all birds of a feather, They presently flock'd to the Fleet. But when at Fleet-bridge they arrived, The bridegroom was handing his bride, The sailors they all to them drived, Do you want a parson? they cry'd, But as they down Fleet-ditch did prance, What house shall we go to says Ben, Then Kitty in raptures made answer, Lets go to the Hand and the Pen. Then into the house they did bundle, The landlady shew'd them a room, The landlord he roar'd out like thunder, The parson shall wait on you soon: Then so eager he came for to fasten, He staid not to fasten his hose, A fat-bellied ruddy fac'd parson, That brandy had painted his nose.
But before the couple did fasten, He look'd all around on the men, My fee's half-a-crown, says the parson, --- I freely will give it, says Ben; Then Hymen he presently follow'd, And the happy knot being ty'd, The guests they whooped and hollow'd, All joys to the bridegroom and bride, Like malt horses home they all pranced, The bride she look'd not like the same, And thus thro' the city they danced, But when to the borough they came; The bride to look buxom endeavour'd, The bridegroom as brisk as an eel; With the marrow-bones and cleavers, The butchers they rang them a peal. And as they was homewards advancing, A dancing and singing of songs, The rough music met them all prancing, With frying pans, shovels and tongs; Tin cannisters, salt boxes plenty, With trotter-bones beat by the boys, And they being hollow and empty, They made a most racketing noise. Bowls, gridirons, platters, and ladles, And pokers tin kettles did bruise, The noise, none to bear it was able, The warming pans beat with old shoes; Such a rattling racketing uproar, Had you but have heard it, no doubt, All hell was broke loose you'd have swore, And the devils were running about. The mob they all hollow'd and shouted, In the streets as they passed along, The people to see how they scouted, Together in clusters did throng; They made all the noise they was able, And thus they were usher'd in, But e'er they all sat down to table, They each had a glass of old gin. Dinner being decently ended. The table was cleared with speed,
And they to be merry intended, So strait did to dancing proceed; But Harry the nightman so jolly, With madness he almost cry'd, And all the night sat melancholy, For he had a mind for the bride. Bob the bricklayer now being merry, Tho to foot it at first he was loath, He told them he'd tip them Bob Perry, But they swore they'd have Newgate broth. Tom the chanter he tipt them a trilly, That never before was in print, While the dustman they call Sam Smutty, Gnaw'd the head of black Moll that did squint. Jack the coal-heaver thought himself slighted, They carried the rig on so quiet, And swore as he was not invited, He'd go there and kick up a riot; Then hectoring, bouncing, and swearing, So boldly he enter'd the house, But when he saw Joey the sandman, The cull was as still as a mouse. Bess the bunter sung Murdoch O'Blaney The chorus it made the house ring, Nell with no nose cry'd you'll shame me, If such bawdy songs you do sing; Drunken Levi the Jew was abusive, And would have got trim'd as 'tis said, Had not his pomatum been useful, As Kitty the bride was a maid. Joe the sandman he talk'd of the nailor, Away the coal-heaver did slink, Quite fainted hearted, worse than a tailor, Lest Joey should give him a clink; But being all got drunk together, Ben prayed them all night for to stay, So coupl'd them in his long feathers, And parted good friends the next day.
Turner, Printer, Coventry.