%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Weaver turn'd Devil: / OR, A / New Copy of VERSES, / ON A / Baker in Spitle-Fields, who was Frighted by a / Weaver in the shape of a Devil. / Shewing how the Baker went to Arest the Weaver, for some / Mony which he owed him for Bread. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1701-1701 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/25/2014 33834

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1 the Royal Forester UNKNOWN The Royal Forester YOU Bakers of England both Country and Citty, / Come listen a while now unto this new ditty; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1382 The Weaver turn'd Devil: / OR, A / New Copy of VERSES, / ON A / Baker in Spitle-Fields, who was Frighted by a / Weaver in the shape of a Devil. / Shewing how the Baker went to Arest the Weaver, for some / Mony which he owed him for Bread. The Weaver turned Devil: OR, A New Copy of VERSES, ON A Baker in Spitle Fields, who was Frighted by a Weaver in the shape of a Devil. Showing how the Baker went to Arrest the Weaver, for some Money which he owed him for Bread. 1701-1701 T.C.

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YOU Bakers of England both Country and Citty, Come listen a while now unto this new ditty; For it's one of your own Brother trade, Was mumpt by a Spittle-Weaver tis said. This Weaver being poor and his charge being great: He had much ado to get bread for to eat; There was a rich Baker, who lived the next door, Who hapned to let him run into his Score. This Baker was rich yet was greedy for more, Extorting two pence in each Peck of the Score; And by this ill means got great store of pelf, Not careing who Starved so he throve himself. This poor Weaver full forty Shillings had run, And for then to grumble the Baker begun, Telling of him then that he would trust no more; Excpt he would reckon and pay his old Score. It being at a time when that Trading was dead, Alas quoth ths Weaver you cannot be pay[']d, Until better times and our trading does mend, If so long you'l stay I will count you my friend. With that then th' Baker begun for to storm, Dost thou think that this now will pay for my Corn; And likewise for grinding and boulting it too, No, no Mr. Weaver this never will do. My Mony I'll have now without more delay; But one bare Week longer I mean for to stay, And if in that time thou dost not it me bring, thy bones in a Goal I will certanly fling. the Weaver went home with a sorrowful heart, And unto his Wife then his grief did impart, telling of her then what the Baker had said, Crying he will ruine us I am afraid.
Now when the whole Story his Wife she had heard, She went to the Baker being likewise afraid, Intreating of him to have patience to stay, And when the times mended she surely would pay. the Baker reply'd its in vain for to talk, For if on next Munday your Husband does baulk, And does not the Mony to me tender down, I'll certainly Rest him by Tuesday at noon. this poor Woman went with a great deal of care, Her sorrows being more then she knew how to bear, And try'd all the friends that ever she could make, to see if some part of it down he would take. ten Shillings before Munday she had raised, Her Husband being thankful the heavens he praised, And then to the Baker with a joyful Heart, He went and desir'd him to take that in part. the Baker with a frown wish'd that he might never thrive And likewise the Devil might fetch him alive, If he did not pay him it all that same night, He'd rest him next morning before it was light. the Weaver went home his Wife ask'd what news, the Mony I carried he did it refuse, And swears if he has it not all this same night, H'le Rest me in the morning as soon as tis light. So therefore the Mony I pray do you take, For I my own home for a while will forsake, Untill I have raised him the full and whole summ, And then to my Family home I will come.
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London, Printed for T. C. near Spitle-Fields, 1701.