Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] - BestLightNovel.com
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the bien coue's bingd awast; [34]
On chates to trine, by Rome-coues dine [35]
for his long lib at last. [36]
Bingd out bien morts, and toure, and toure,[37]
bing out of the Rome-vile; [38]
And toure the coue, that cloyde your duds,[39]
upon the chates to trine.[40]
[1 Go abroad, good women,]
[2 and look about you;]
[3 For all your clothes are stolen;]
[4 and a good fellow (a clever thief) has the money.]
[5 I met a wench and summed her up,]
[6 she suited me very well]
[7 So (joining company) she watched while I stole]
[8 whatever came our way.]
[9 This young wh.o.r.e can lie like truth,]
[10 fornicate vigorously for a penny]
[11 And steal very cleverly]
[12 on the countryside]
[13 When the house was alarmed we had good luck]
[14 in spite of frost and snow]
[15 When they sought us we hid]
[16 in the woods.]
[17 To a thieves' receiving house the woman goes]
[18 to get money for the swag--]
[19 Notes]
[20 got by a rogue's dexterity.]
[21 Ye rogues do not brag of your booty]
[22 to rogues who are not straight]
[23 Or trust a mistress, who though she [Notes]]
[24 does so for hire.]
[25 With a counterfeit license and forged signatures [Notes]]
[26 as to losses by fire]
[27 To rob each house let a man go]
[28 thro' hedge, ditch and field]
[29 Till fetters are his desserts]
[30 and a prison is his fate]
[31 A plague take the magistrate!]
[32 who is so hard on a clever rogue]
[33 A good-night then to drink, wench, and ale-house--]
[34 the poor fellow is gone]
[35 On the gallows to hang by rogues betray'd]
[36 to his long sleep.]
[37 So go, my good woman]
[38 out of London]
[39 And see the man who stole your clothes]
[40 upon the gallows hanging.]
THE SONG OF THE BEGGAR [Notes]
[1620]
[From _"A Description of Love"_ 6th ed. (1629)].
I
I am Rogue and a stout one, A most courageous drinker, I doe excell, 'tis knowne full well, The Ratter, Tom, and Tinker.
Still doe I cry, good your Wors.h.i.+p good Sir, Bestow one small Denire, Sir [1]
And brauely at the bousing Ken [2]
He bouse it all in Beere, Sir. [3]
II
If a Bung be got by the hie Law, [4]
Then straight I doe attend them, For if Hue and Crie doe follow, I A wrong way soone doe send them.
Still doe I cry, etc.
III
Ten miles vnto a Market.
I runne to meet a Miser, Then in a throng, I nip his Bung, [5]
And the partie ne'er the wiser.
Still doe I cry, etc.
IV
My dainty Dals, my Doxis, [6]
Whene'er they see me lacking, Without delay, poore wretches they Will set their Duds a packing. [7]
Still doe I cry, etc.
V
I pay for what I call for, And so perforce it must be, For as yet I can, not know the man, Nor Oastis that will trust me.
Still doe I cry, etc.
VI
If any giue me lodging, A courteous Knaue they find me, For in their bed, aliue or dead, I leave some Lice behind me.
Still doe I cry, etc.
VII
If a Gentry Coue be comming, [8]
Then straight it is our fas.h.i.+on, My Legge I tie, close to my thigh, To moue him to compa.s.sion.
Still doe I cry, etc.
