%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> NEWS from the COFFE-HOUSE; / In which is shewn their several sorts of Passions, / Containing Newes from all our Neighbour Nations. / A POEM. 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 06/29/2021 37152

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R220393 YOu that delight in Wit and Mirth, / And long to hear such News, It cannot but be true. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 109 NEWS from the COFFE-HOUSE; / In which is shewn their several sorts of Passions, / Containing Newes from all our Neighbour Nations. / A POEM. NEWS from the COFFEE-HOUSE; In which is shown their several sorts of Passions, Containing News from all our Neighbor Nations. A POEM. Printer E. Crowch ?-? Thomas Vere

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YOu that delight in Wit and Mirth, And long to hear such News, As comes from all Parts of the Earth, Dutch, Danes, and Turks, and Jews, I'le send yee to a Rendezvouz, Where it is smoaking new; Go hear it at a Coffe-house, It cannot but be true. There Battles and Sea-Fights are Fought, And bloudy Plots display'd; They know more Things then ere was thought Or ever was betray'd: No Money in the Minting-house Is halfe so Bright and New; And comming from a Coffe-house, It cannot but be true. Before the Navyes fall to Work, They know who shall be Winner; They there can tell ye what the Turk Last Sunday had to Dinner; Who last did Cut Du Ruitters Corns, Amongst his jovial Crew; Or Who first gave the Devil Horns, Which cannot but be true. A Fisherman did boldly tell, And strongly did avouch, He Caught a Shoal of Mackarel, That Parley'd all in Dutch, And cry'd out Yaw, yaw, yaw Myne Here; But as the Draught they Drew, They Stunk for fear, that Monck was there, Which cannot but be true. Another Swears, by both his Ears, Mounsieur will cut our Throats; The French King will a Girdle bring, Made of Flat-bottom'd Boats, Shall Compas England round about, Which must not be a few, To give our Englishmen the Rout: This sounds as if, t'were true. There's nothing done in all the World, From Monarch to the Mouse But every Day or Night 'tis hurld Into the Coffe-house. What Lillie or what Booker can By Art, not bring about, At Coffe-house you'l find a Man, Can quickly find it out. They'l tell ye there, what Lady-ware, Of late is grown too light; What Wise-man shall from Favour Fall, What Fool shall be a Knight; They'l tell ye when our Fayling Trade, Shall Rise again, and Flourish, Or when Jack Adams shall be made Church-Warden of the Parish.
They know who shall in Times to come, Be either made, or undone, From great St. Peters-street in Rome, To Turnbull-street in London; And likewise tell, at Clerkenwell, What Whore hath greatest Gain; And in that place, what Brazen-face Doth wear a Golden Chain. At Sea their Knowledge is so much, They know all Rocks and Shelves, They know all Councills of the Dutch, More then they know Themselves; Who 'tis shall get the best at last, They perfectly can shew At Coffe-house, when they are plac'd, You'd scarce beleive it true. They know all that is Good, or Hurt, To Dam ye, or to Save ye; There is the Colledge, and the Court, The Country, Camp, and Navie; So great a Universitie, I think there ne're was any; In which you may a Schoolar be For spending of a Penny. A Merchants Prentice there shall show You all and every thing, What hath been done, and is to do, Holland and the King; What Articles of Peace will bee, He can precizely show; What will be good for Them or Wee, He perfectly doth know. Here Men do talk of every Thing, With large and liberal Lungs, Like Women at a Gossiping, With double tyre of Tongues; They'l give a Broad-side presently, Soon as you are in view, With Stories that, you'l wonder at, Which they will swear are true. The Drinking there of Chockalat, Can make a Fool a Sophie: 'Tis thought the Turkish Mahomet Was first Inspir'd with Coffe, By which his Powers did Over-flow The Land of Palestine: Then let us to, the Coffe-house go, Cheaper farr then Wine. You shall know there, what Fashons are; How Perrywiggs are Curl'd; And for a Penny you shall heare, All Novells in the World. Both Old and Young, and Great and Small, And Rich, and Poore, you'l see: Therefore let's to the Coffe All, Come All away with Mee.
Finis. With Alowance. London, Printed by E. Crowch for Thomas Vere at the Cock in St. John's-street 1667.