Turners dish of Lentten stuffe, or, A galymaufery to the tune of Watton townes end. Turner, W. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A14045 of text S4462 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 24350). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 9 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A14045 STC 24350 ESTC S4462 24449854 ocm 24449854 27681 2240900579

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A14045) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 27681) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1825:4) Turners dish of Lentten stuffe, or, A galymaufery to the tune of Watton townes end. Turner, W. [2] p. : ill. Printed for [J.W., At London : 1612?] Caption title. Title of second part at head of p. [2]: The second part, or, You are welcome my guest to your Lentten fare if you come when Lent is gone, you shall haue better cheere, to the same tune. Signed on p. [2] at bottom: W. Turner. Imprint faded; name of publisher and date of publication suggested by STC (2nd ed.). Colophon at bottom of p. [1]: Imprinted at London for I.W. Without music. Imperfect: faded with some loss of print. Reproduction of original in the Pepys Library. eng Ballads, English. eebo Turners dish of lentten stuffe, or a galymausery. To the tune of Watton Townes end. Turner, W., 1612 2 1433 63 0 0 0 8 0 997.91 F The rate of 997.91 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2002-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-09 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-10 Sampled and proofread 2002-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-12 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Turners dish of Lentten stuffe , or a Galymaufery . To the tune of Watton Townes end .

My Masters all attend you , 〈…〉 to heare : And I will tell you what ●hey cry , in London all the yeare , 〈◊〉 please you if I can , I will not be too long , I pray you all attend a while , and listen to my song . 〈…〉 The fish-wife first begins , 〈◊〉 , Sprats , or Pleace , or Cockles for delight . 〈…〉 ve flat Oysters : then she doth change her note She had néed to bake her tongue b● grease for she rattles in the throat . For why they are but ●●●tish , to ●ell you out of doubt : 〈…〉 sure is to little , go be ate th 〈…〉 bottom out . Halfe Pecke for two pence , I doubt it is a ●odge , , 〈◊〉 people they do do●ge . 〈…〉 Car came running , 〈…〉 her greasie tub , and away that she did run . But she did give a blessing , to some hat not to all : To bea●es loade to ●●●urne , and there to let it fall , The miller with his golden thumbe , and his dusty necke : If that he grind but two bushels , he néeds must steale a peck . The Weauer and the Tayler , 〈◊〉 they be sure : They cannot worke but they must steale , to kéepe their hands in vre , For it is a common prouerbe , throughout all the towne , The Taylor he must cut thrée sléeues , for euery womans gowne . Marke but the Water man , attending for hie fare : Of hot and could , of wet and dry , he alwaies takes a share , He carrieth bony lasses , ouer to the plaies , And here and there he gets a bit , and that his stomake staies . There was a stinging boy , did write to ride to Rumford : When I go to my 〈◊〉 stoole , I will put him in a comfort : But what I leaue behind , shall be no priuate gaine : But all is one when I am gone . let him take it for his paine . Ould shoes for new Broomes , the broome man he doth sing : For hats or caps or buskins , or any ●uld Pooch rings , 〈…〉 Mat a bed Mat , 〈…〉 a Pas , a bigger or a lesse . Ripe Chery ri●● , the Coster - 〈…〉 , Pipins fine , or Peares , another after hies , With basket on his head , his liuing to aduance , And in his purse a paire of Dice , for to play at Mumchance . Hot Pippin pies , to sell vnto my friends : Or pu●ing pies ●n pans , well stuft with Candles ends , Will you by any Milke , I heare a wench to cry , With a pa●●e of fresh Chéese and , creame another after hies . Oh the wench went neately , my thought it did me good : To sée her chéery chéekes , so dimpled ●re with blood , Her wastecoate washed white : as any lilli-flower , would I had time to talke with her the space of halfe an houre . Buy blacke , saith the blacking man the best that ere was séene : T is good for poore men Cittizens to make their shooes to shine , Oh t is a rare comodity , it must not be for-got , It wil make them glister gallantly and quickly make them rot. the world is ful of thred bare poets , that liue vpon their pen : But they will write too eloquent , they are such witty men . But the Tinker with his budget , the begger with his walled , And Turners turnd a gallant man , at making of a Ballet . FINIS .

Imprinted at London for I.W.

The second part , or you are welcome my guest to your Lentten fare if you come when Lent is gone , you shall haue better cheere , To the same tune , THat 's the fat féele of the Curtin , and the leane féele of the Full : Since Shanke did haue to sing his rimes , he is counted but a gu●l . The players of the Banke side , the round Globe and the Swan , Will reach you ●●●e ●●●kes of loue , but the ●uil will play the man . But what do I stand tattling , of such Idle ●●yes : I had better go to Smith-field , to play among the Boyes , 〈◊〉 you skeeting and decoying Lads , with your base Art-ti●l●re : I would wish you 〈◊〉 Newgate , and withall the Pillary . And some there be in patcht gownes , I know not what they be : They pinch 〈…〉 Contry men , with nimming of a fée . For where they get a 〈◊〉 , they le make him pay so déere , They le entertaine more in a day , then he shall in a yeere . Which wakes them trimme vp houses , made of brick , and stone : And poore men goe a begging , when house and land is gone . Some there be with both hands , will sweare they will not dally , Till they haue turnd all vpsie downe , as mnay vse to sa●ley , You Per●ers giue good measure , when as your wares you sell : though your pa●● be 〈◊〉 your th●●● wil slip , your trickes I know 〈…〉 , And you that 〈…〉 wares by waight , and liue vpon the trade : Some beames 〈…〉 waits to light such trikes there haue bin plaid . Buy smale 〈◊〉 great Coles , I haue them one 〈◊〉 barke : The Goose 〈…〉 you may 〈◊〉 quacke , Thus 〈◊〉 the blacke C●●●●r , whose liuing is so loose , As he doth 〈…〉 ore , sometimes he 〈◊〉 a goose . Thou 〈◊〉 with thy money bags , that liueth so at ease : By gaping after gould thou doest , thy mightty Go 〈…〉 And for 〈…〉 and thy 〈…〉 Except thou doest repent thy sinnes , hel fire wil be thy portion . For first I came to Hounds-dich , then round about I crept : Where cruelty is crowned chiefe , and piety fast a sleepe , Where Usury gets profit , and brokers beare the bel , Oh fie vpon this deadly sinne , it sinkes the house to hel . The man that swéepes the chimneys , with the bunsh of thornes : And one his necke a trusse of peles , tipped al with hornes . With care he is not cumbred , he liueth not in dread : For though he wear●s them on his pele , some weare them one there head . The Landlord with his racking rents , turne poore men out of doore : There children goe a begging , where they haue spent their store , I hope none is offended : at that which is indited , If any be , let him go home , and take a pen and write it . Buy a trap a Mouse trap , a tormentor for the fleas : The hang-man workes but halfe the day , he liues too much at ease . Come let vs leaue this boyes play , and idle prittle prat , And let vs goe to nine holes , to spurne point or to cat . Oh you nimble fingured lads , that 〈◊〉 vpon your wits : Take héed of Tyburne Ague , for they be daungerous fits . For many a proper man , for to supply his lacke : Doth leape a leape at Tyburne , which makes his neck to crack . And to him that writ this song , I giue ●his simple lot : Let euery one be ready , to giue him halfe a pot . And thus I doe con●ude , wishing both health and peace , To those that are laid in their bed , and cannot sléepe for fleas . FINIS . W. Turner .

At London printed for I. W.