%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / Taylor's Lamentation. / Shewing how he pick'd up a crafty Miss, who left / him sleeping in Bed, and taking his Cloaths, Watch and Money, so that he was / forc'd to send for his Wife, which added much to his grief. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1675-1675 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/11/2014 32988

The University of California makes a claim of copyright only to original contributions made by Early Modern Center participants and other members of the university community. The University of California makes no claim of copyright to the original text. Permission is granted to download, transmit or otherwise reproduce, distribute or display the contributions to this work claimed by The University of California for non-profit educational purposes, provided that this header is included in its entirety. For inquiries about commercial uses, please contact:

Patricia Fumerton Early Modern Center - English Department University of California Santa Barbara, CA 93105 United States of America EMail: pfumer@english.ucsb.edu

R228598 1 Old Mans Wish. Old Man's Wish, The Old Mans Wish. I Am a Taylor now in Distress, / Who to the World must freely confess, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 556 THE / Taylor's Lamentation. / Shewing how he pick'd up a crafty Miss, who left / him sleeping in Bed, and taking his Cloaths, Watch and Money, so that he was / forc'd to send for his Wife, which added much to his grief. THE Taylor’s Lamentation. Shewing how he pick’d up a crafty Miss, who left him sleeping in Bed, and taking his Cloaths, Watch and Money, so that he was forc’d to send for his Wife, which added much to his grief. THE Tailor's Lamentation. Showing how he picked up a crafty Miss, who left him sleeping in Bed, and taking his Clothes, Watch and Money, so that he was forced to send for his Wife, which added much to his grief. 1675-1675 P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare and J. Back

This document follows the guidelines specified for TEI.

XML Generated Automatically at 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM Using EMC

XBallad Parsing Engine developed by Carl G Stahmer.

TEI Template developed by Gerald Egan and Modified by Carl Stahmer

All apostrophes are encoded as '.

Any dashs occurring in line breaks have been removed;

All dashs are encoded as ‐ and all em dashes as —.

 Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/ health alcohol Americas animals/ nature Bible/ biblical figures buildings/ architecture catastrophe children class clothing/ appearance country/ nation crime death economics/ commerce entertainments family Featured folklore gender holidays/ seasons infidelity labor/ craft law London love maritime marriage military/ war monstrosity mythology/ Classical news nobility/ court politics/ government procreation punishment race/ ethnicity religious concepts religious figures religious groups royalty rural life servitude sex/ sexuality supernatural/ magic travel trickery/ deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgar humor youth/ age Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 7/11/2014 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America infidelity marriage sex/ sexuality Ballads, English 17th century Broadsides, England 17th century 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM XBallad Russ, Theresa Created XML Version of Ballad 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM Transcription Supervisor Meyer, Shannon Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM Double-Key Comparison and Merging Meyer, Shannon Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM Transcriptionist Two Moss, Benjamin Transcription of ballad manuscript 7/11/2014 11:34:47 AM Transcriptionist One Yuen, Pui Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/4/2013 Checker William Hildalgo Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 2/6/2013 Checker William Hildalgo Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 10/19/2012 Bibliographer Shannon Meyer Initial Ballad Catalogue Record Created
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">THE</hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Taylor's Lamentation.</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Shewing how he pick'd up a crafty Miss, who left</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">him sleeping in Bed, and taking his Cloaths, Watch and Money, so that he was</hi></seg> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">forc'd to send for his Wife, which added much to his grief.</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To the Tune of the <hi rend="bold">Old Mans Wish.</hi></hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="7" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">L<hi rend="bold">icensed according to Order.</hi></hi></seg>
I Am a Taylor now in Distress, Who to the World must freely confess, That I am fairly serv'd in my kind, As by the sequal you shall find. I have a fair Young Wife of my own, Yet I am Courting every Joan; Many a Pound on them have I spent, But at the last I Sigh and Lament. Listen a while and I will unfold, As sad a Tale as ever was told, Surely the like you never did hear, Therefore I pray be pleas'd to draw near.
As I was walking thorrough Pell-Mell, Where a Young Lord and Lady did dwell, With a New Garment under my Arm, Thinking Alas! no manner of harm. There a young Lass I happen'd to meet, Tempted I was to give her a Treat, Then to a Tavern strait I did go, This was but the beginning of Woe. She for the best Canary did call, I was oblig'd to pay for it all, Seeking Alas! for pleasant delight, I was resolv'd to tarry all night.
Then the Young Tib did cunningly say, Sir, If you are right willing to stay? I have a Chamber here of my own, Where we may Kiss and Dally alone? Such a kind Proffer, who cou'd refuse; But I was fairly catch'd in a noose, The naked truth I will not deny, Taylor was ne'er so cheated as I. Now when the Night was dalli'd away, Just before Morning break of the day, She 'rose and left me snoring in Bed: Oh! I lament the life I have led. There did she sieze my delicate Suit, Likewise my Watch and Money to boot, Thus she did fairly make up her pack, Leaving me not a Suit to my back. When I awoke and found she was gone, Missing my Cloaths, Oh! how I took on; But yet Alas! it was but in vain, For I shall never see 'em again. Sobbing and likewise Sighing I lay, Knowing there was the Reckoning to pay,
I had no Coin, nor Garments to wear, How to get home, Alas! was my care. Yet after all to finish the Strife, Forced I was to send for my Wife; When she came in, she rang me a Peal, Ay, and her fist she forc'd me to feel: Sirrah (said she,) if this be the trade? You shall a sad example be made: There did she ring me still by the Ears, Till I Alas! waa bitter in Tears. There with her fist my Face she did maul, Till I at length was forced to fall Down on my Knees, her love to obtain, Vowing I'd ne'er offend her again. Rascal (said she) I'll pardon the now? If that this day, you solemnly vow To be obedient still to your wife; Yes, if you please to spare but my life. Ever since then she bears such a sway, That I am forc'd her Laws to obey. She is the Cock and I am the Hen, This is my case, Oh! pity me then.
Printed or P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare and J. Back.