%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A dreadful Battle between a Taylor and a Louse, / OR, / A Tryal of skill to prove if we can, / A Taylor more than ninth part of a man. Taylor, John University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/30/2021 36949

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R184917 2 I am the Duke of Norfolk I Am the Duke of Norfolk I Am the Duke of Norfolk to the same tune I Am the Duke of Norfolk To the Same Tune THere was upon a time / A Taylor neat and fine THen he caught up his shears, / To have clipt off her ears, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 25 A dreadful Battle between a Taylor and a Louse, / OR, / A Tryal of skill to prove if we can, / A Taylor more than ninth part of a man. A dreadful Battle between a Taylor and a Louse, OR, A Tryal of skill to prove if we can, A Taylor more than ninth part of a man. A dreadful Battle between a Taylor and a Louse, OR, a Trial of skill to prove if we can, A Taylor more than ninth part of a man. Taylor, John ?-? J.A.

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THere was upon a time A Taylor neat and fine caught a Louse on's shoulder bone, Ile make thee for to know Before that thou do go whether a Taylor be a man or none? He caught her by the back And made her bones crack and made her Nose for to bleed. But more that I can tel, I know it very well. He sow'd up her Arse with his thread The Louse began to roar And the Taylor out of door being put in a pittiful fear, He came again at last, When the danger it was past, and it wanted one month in a year
A Nit did enterpose And took him by the Nose whilst the Louse did his courage re-gain He entered the List And he spit on his Fist and vowed to fight once again. But when the Taylor saw, The Louse would take the Law, he watched till the house was clear Whether snow, hail, or rain, He vow'd to fight again if he saw no witness was there. From his Shop-board he skipt, And his Doublet unstript but the Louse stood upon her guard Quoth he, I will not fail With the crak of my nail to press thee to death on this board
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THen he caught up his shears, To have clipt off her ears, which made the Louse for to tremble But before he durst fight He said he must go sh---t. so armed himself in his Thimble. The Louse she being gray With age as some do say and having no weapon to fight She opened her mouth, From East, West, North and South And at the poor Taylor did bite. The Taylor with his Pike, Did thrust, prick, and strike and gave the Louse deep stitches But the Louse gave a tug That made the Taylor shrug, & wrong the in-seams of his britches The Taylor took his Yard The Louse she bit hard, which made his Goose take his part But the Louse forty strong Did do the Taylor wrong which grieved the Taylor at heart
A Tinker coming by A Weaver did espie, and a Broom-man as he sat bousing Two Beggars they likewise, With two Gypsies did devise, to learn a new way of lousing The Louse she heard them come, And away began to run to a Soldate on a Bench sleeping But the Taylor like a Jack By the Tail pull'd her back, which made the poor Louse fall awee-ping. She bit, he scratch'd, and scrub'd And his Elbow he rub'd and the Louse did herself defend But the Taylor as't befell Flung the Louse into hell and so the fierce battle did end: Now if any one can Say a Taylor's not a man let him shew me the reason why? For the victory was wone By a Taylor all alone, then there's no better man then I
FINIS. J. Taylor. London Printed for J.A. at the White-Lyon in the Old Baily.