%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Stand too't WHETSTON-PARK Ladies: or, / The Countrey Lasses farewel to Sorrow. / Maids, here's a Caution how to gain rich Talents, / Do, as I've done, keep Company with Gallants; / By which I'm rais'd from mean to high degree, / In being to young Heirs and Gallants free: / I fear no Colours but will stand it out, / The worst can be, is the Covent-Garden-Gout. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/25/2014 32913

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R227478 1 Never a Penny of Money. Crossed Couple, The; Tantara Rara Tantivy Never a Penny of Money. I Am a brave Lass, and I Travel'd about, / And behav'd my self bravely upon the Road, with a fa la la la le le la lero, [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 537 Stand too't WHETSTON-PARK Ladies: or, / The Countrey Lasses farewel to Sorrow. / Maids, here's a Caution how to gain rich Talents, / Do, as I've done, keep Company with Gallants; / By which I'm rais'd from mean to high degree, / In being to young Heirs and Gallants free: / I fear no Colours but will stand it out, / The worst can be, is the Covent-Garden-Gout. Stand too’t WHETSTON-PARK Ladies: or; The Countrey Lasses farewel to Sorrow. Maids, here’s a Caution how to gain rich Talents, Do, as I’ve done, keep Company with Gallants; By which I’m rais’d from mean to high degree, In being to young Heirs and Gallants free: I fear no Colours but will stand it out, The worst can be, is the Covent-Garden-Gout. Stand too it WHETSTON PARK Ladies: or, / The Country Lass's farewell to Sorrow. Maids, here's a Caution how to gain rich Talents, Do, as I've done, keep Company with Gallants; By which I'm raised from mean to high degree, In being to young Heirs and Gallants free: I fear no Colors but will stand it out, The worst can be, is the Covent Garden Gout. ?-? P. Brooksby

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I Am a brave Lass, and I Traveld about, with a fa la la la le le la le ro, And behavd myself bravely upon the Road, with a fa la la la le le la le ro; And was welcome to every place where I did come, And many a brave Gallant did look me upon, But I have a fine trick for to play with my own: with a fa la la le le la le ro. I prosperd so well that to London I came, with a fa la, etc.
For that is a place to get a good name, with a fa la, etc. And there I have got a place unto my mind, And many brave Gallants do me find: Ile promise unto them Ile not be unkind: with a fa la, etc. Now a Crown or an Angel I have in the nick, with a fa la, etc. For they find that I bravely can do the trick, with a fa la, etc. I have my Silk-Gowns, and my Scarfs to wear, And many a brave Gallant doth call me their Dear, They see I am so willing to let out my Ware. with a fa la, etc. When I was in the Country I thought of a thing, with a fa la, etc. That it was a great shame to sit there for to Spin: with a fa la, etc. And Whigg, Whey, and Butter-milk was but course dyet, For in my mind I could never be quiet, Now I am in London I live for more riot: with a fa la, etc. Of Capon and Coney I feed on great store, with a fa la, etc. And now I forgot that ere I was poor, with a fa la, etc. I care not for Sister, I care not for Brother, I live like a Lady as well as another, And all with a mark that is after my Mother: with a fa la, etc. My Money comes easily into my Lap, with a fa la, etc. I am a sound Country-Girl, and give no one a Clap, with a fa la, etc. Five Crowns at a time I have in my hand, And all for fine kisses they have at command, This is gallant profit I do understand. with a fa la la le le la le ro.
THough I was but simply born in degree, with a fa la, etc. My Father did best in getting of me, with a fa la, etc. He got me so pretty and neat to the eye, That any that comes will hardly pass by, They venture a Guinney or too for to try, with a fa la, etc. I russel in Silk and I trample about, with a fa la, etc. I tune up my Notes for to make them look out, with a fa la, etc. And when I have caught a brave spark in my lure, That money about him is mine to be sure, O this kissing is costly it had need to be pure. with a fa la, etc. Ile send for my Sister she shall be of my Trade, with a fa la, etc. Shes as pretty as I am, and is as well made, with a fa la, etc. And not live in the Country to abide so much itch, But come up to London and learn to be rich, What if now and then she do venture a touch, with a fa la, etc. Nothing venture, nothing have, with a fa la, etc. I am all for brave Gamsters, I scorn a poor knave, with a fa la, etc. With my eye I command them at every wink, And Sack and Burnd Claret they give me to drink, Besides I am foremost with great store of Chinck. with a fa la, etc. Who live in the Countrey as I did before, with a fa la, etc. For a Groat a day thats very poor, wirh a fa la, etc. When Crowns and Angels are nothing to me, To pleasure young Gallants that be free, If I make use of my own, what is that to thee, with a fa la, etc. So I can hold up my trade, & live free from all sorrow, with a fa la, etc. If I have no money ore-night, Ile have some tomor-row with a fa la, etc. And call for a Coach, and jog it about, With ranting brave Gallants come in and go out, If I escape but the Covent-Garden Gout. with a fa la la le le la le ro.
FINIS. Printed for P. Brooksby, in West-smith-field.