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R211745 1 I'le never love thee more I'll Never Love Thee More I'll never love thee more NOW would I give my life to see, / This wondrous man of might. Come Tom, if ever GEORGE be base, / Ne're trust Good-fellow more. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 A / DIALOGUE / Betwixt / TOM AND DICK / The former a COUNTRY-MAN, The other a CITIZEN, Presented to his / EXCELLENCY and the COUNCIL of STATE, at DRA- / PERS-Hall in LONDON, March 28. 1660. A DIALOGUE Betwixt TOM AND DICK The former a COUNTRY-MAN, The other a CITIZEN, Presented to his EXCELLENCY and the COUNCIL of STATE, at DRA- PERS-Hall in LONDON, March 28. 1660. A DIALOGUE Betwixt TOM AND DICK The former a COUNTRY MAN, The other a CITIZEN, Presented to his EXCELLENCY and the COUNCIL of STATE, at DRAPERS Hall in LONDON, March 28, 1660. Jordan, Thomas ?-?

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Tom. NOW would I give my life to see, This wondrous man of might. Dick. Dost see that Jolly Lad? that's he I'le warrant him he's right. Ther's a true Trojan in his Face: Observe him o're and o're. Chorus. Dick. Come Tom, if ever GEORGE be base, Ne're trust Good-fellow more. He's none of them Phanatique Brood, That murther, while they pray: That trusse, and cheat us, for our Good; (All in a Godly way.) He drinks no Blood, and they no Sack into their Guts will poure. Chorus. But if GEORGE does not do the knack; Ne're trust good-fellow more. His quiet Conscience needs no guard, He's brave, but full of pitty. Tom. Yet by your leave, he knock'd so hard, Had lik t' awak'd the City. Dick. Foole, 'Twas the Rump that let a Fart, The Chaines and Gates it tore. Chorus. But if GEORGE beares not a true heart, Ne're trust good-fellow more. Tom. Your City-Blades are cunning Rookes; How rarely you Collogue him? But when your Gates flew of the Hookes, You did as much be-rougue him. Dick. Pug'h. ------ Twas the Rump did only Feele, The blows the City bore. Chorus. But if GEORGE be'nt as true as steell, Ne're trust good-fellow more. Dick. Come, by this Hand, we'll crack a quare, Thou 'll pledge his health, I trow. Tom. Tope boy, Dick------A lusty dish my heart, Away wot; Tom.------Let it go. Drench me you slave in a full Bowle, I'll take 't an 't were a score. Chorus. Dick. Nay if GEORGE be 'nt a hearty Soule, Ne're trust good-fellow more. Tom. But, heark you, Sirrah, we're too loud, He'll Hang us, by and by. Dick. Methinks, he should be vengeance proud? No more then thee, and I. Tom. Why then I'le give him the best Blade, That ere the Bilbo wrote, Chorus. Dic[k.] If GEORGE prove not a Bonny Lad, Ne're trust good-fellow more. Tom. Twas well he came, we'd mawll'd the Tayle; ------ We've all thrown up our Farmes. And from the Musket, to the Flayle, Put all our men in Armes. The Girles had ta'ne the Members down, Ne're saw such things before. Chorus. Dick. If GEORGE speak not the Town our own, Ne're trust good-fellow more. Tom. But prethee, are the Folks so mad? ------ So mad, say'dst; ------ Their undone, [There's not a penny to be had; And ev'ry Mothers Sonne]
Must fight, if he intend to eate, Grow valiant, now he is poore. Chorus. Dick. Come--yet if GEORGE don't doe the feate, Ne're trust Good-fellow more. Tom. ------ Why Richard, 'tis a Devilish thing, We're not left worth a groate. My Doll has sold her wedding-ring, And Su has pawnd her Coate. The Sniv'ling Rogues abus'd our Squire, And calld our Mistris Whore. Chorus. Dick. Yet--If GEORGE don't what we desire, Ne're trust Good-fellow more. Tom. ---By this good day; I did but speak; They took my Py-Ball'd Mare, And put the Carri'on Wench to th' squeak: (Things goe against the Hair.) Our Prick-ear'd Cor'nol looks as bigg Still as he did before. Chor. Dick. And yet if GEORGE don't humme his Gigg, Ne're trust Good fellow more. 'Faith Tom: our Case is much at one; We'er broak for want of Trade; Our City's baffled and undone, Betwixt the Rump ond Blade. We've emptied both our Vines and Baggs, Upon a Factious score. Chorus. If GEORGE compassion not our Raggs, Ne're trust Good fellow more. Tom. But what dost think should be the Cause, Whence all these mischiefs spring? Dick. Our damned breach of Oaths and Laws; Our Murther of the King. We have been Slaves since Charles his Reign, We liv'd like Lords before. Chorus. If GEORGE dont set all right again, Ne're trust good fellow more. Tom. Our Vicar----(and he is own that knows.) Told me once;----I know what: (And yet the thief is wondy Close) all the better; -----That. Dick. H'as too much Honesty and Witt, To let his Tongue run o're: Chorus. If this prove not a luckey bit, Ne're trust Good-fellow more. Shall's ask him what he means to doe? Tom. -----'Good faith, with all my heart; Thou mak'st the better leg o'th'Two: Take thou the better part. I'le follow, if thou't leade the Van. Dick. Content,----I'll march before. Chorus. If GEORGE prove not a Gallant man, Ne're trust good fellow more. My Lord:------in us the Nation Craves But you are bound to do. Tom.---We have liv'd Drudges: Ric. --And We Slaves; We would not die so too. Chorus. Restore us but our Laws agen; The unborn shall thee adore: If GEORGE denies us his Amen; [Ne're trust Good-fellow more.]