The northern ditty: or, The Scotch-man out-witted by the country damsel. To an excellent new Scotch tune, of Cold and raw the north did blow, &c. A song much in request at Court. This may be printed, R.P. D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B02826 of text R228469 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing D2757). 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. 3 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 B02826 Wing D2757 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[374] 99887839 ocm99887839 183501 2240896657

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B02826) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183501) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[292]) The northern ditty: or, The Scotch-man out-witted by the country damsel. To an excellent new Scotch tune, of Cold and raw the north did blow, &c. A song much in request at Court. This may be printed, R.P. D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back., [London] : [1692?] Attributed to Thomas D'Urfey by Wing. Verse: "Cold and raw the north did blow ..." Place and date of publication suggested by Wing. Trimmed. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo The northern ditty: or, The Scotch-man out-witted by the country damsel. To an excellent new Scotch tune, of Cold and raw the north did blow, &c. A so D'Urfey, Thomas, 1692 1 483 1 0 0 0 0 0 20.7 C The rate of 20.7 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-05 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-09 Sampled and proofread 2008-09 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
The Northern DITTY : OR , THE Scotch-man Out-witted by the Country Damsel . To an excellent New Scotch Tune , of Cold and Raw the North did blow , &c. A Song much in Request at Court .

This may be Printed , R. P.

COld and Raw the North did blow bleak in the morning early ; All the Trees were hid with Snow , cover'd with Winters yearly : As I came riding o'er the Slough , I met with a Farmers Daughter ; Rosie Cheeks , and bonny Brow , g●●d Faith made my mouth to water . Down I vail'd my Bonnet low , meaning to show my breeding , She return'd a grateful bow , her Visage far exceeding ; I ask'd here where she went so soon , and long'd to begin a Parley ; She told me to the next Market-Town , a purpose to sell her Barley .

In this Purse , sweet Soul , said I , twenty pound lies fairly , Seek no farther one to buy , for I 'se take all thy Barley : Twenty more shall purchase delight , thy Person I love so dearly , It thou wilt lig by me all night , and gang home in the morning early . If Forty pound would buy the Globe , this thing I 'de not do Sir , Or were my Friends as poor as Job , I 'd never raise 'em so Sir : For shou'd you prove to night my Friend , we'se get a young Kid together , And you 'd be gone e'er nine Months end , and where shall I find the Father ? Pray what would my Parents say , if I should be so silly , To give my Maidenhead away , and lose my true Love Billy ? Oh , this would bring me to Disgrace , and therefore I say you nay , Sir ; And if that you would me Embrace , first Marry , and then you may Sir . I told her I had Wedded been , fourteen years and longer , Else I 'd chuse her for my Queen , and tye the Knot yet stronger . She bid me then no farther come , but manage my Wedlock fairly , And keep my Purse for poor Spouse at home , for some other should have her Barley . Then as swift as any Roe , she rode away and left me ; After her I could not go , of Joy she quite bereft me : Thus I my self did disappoint , for she did leave me fairly , My words knock'd all things out of joint , I lost both the maid and barley .

Printed for P. Brooksby , J. Deacon , J. Blare . J. Back .