A pleasant new ballad: being a merry discourse between a country lass & a young taylor: shevving how the taylor lost his plight and pleasure his yard not being, by the standard, measure. To the pleasant new tune, or Kester crab. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B04722 of text R228117 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P2553). 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. 4 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 B04722 Wing P2553 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[80] 99887642 ocm99887642 183275 2248539296

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B04722) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183275) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[66]) A pleasant new ballad: being a merry discourse between a country lass & a young taylor: shevving how the taylor lost his plight and pleasure his yard not being, by the standard, measure. To the pleasant new tune, or Kester crab. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-ball in West-smithfield., [London] : [1690?] Verse: "In harvest-time I walked ..." Place and date of publication suggested by Wing. Trimmed. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Broadsides -- England -- London -- Early works to 1800. Love poetry, English -- England -- Early works to 1800. Ballads -- England -- 17th century. eebo A pleasant new ballad: being a merry discourse between a country lass & a young taylor: shevving how the taylor lost his plight and pleasure his yard anon 1690 1 536 1 0 0 0 0 0 18.66 C The rate of 18.66 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-04 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-10 Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A Pleasant New BALLAD : Being a merry Discourse between a Country Lass & a young Taylor : SHEWING How the Taylor lost his plight and pleasure His Yard not being , by the Standard , Measure . To a pleasant New Tune , or Kester Crab.

IN Harvest-time I walked hard by a Corn-Close side ; I hearing people talk , A looked about , and spy'd A Young man and a maid , together they did lye ; When you hear it told , you 'l laugh full heartily . She was as buxsome a Lass as any in our Town ; She will not let you pass , but she 'l call you , to sit down . A Taylor passing by , she hit him on the heele , You are very welcome Sir , to sit you down and feele . What money 's in my Purse , at your command shall be , If you will go along to Marson wake with me . He hearing her say so , and seeing her to smile , Was charmed with her , so he sate him down a while . And having groped her Purse , and taken all her money , He grop'd again , and mist , and caught her by the Coney . Where am I now ? ( quoth he ) another I have found , It s not the same , quoth he , for this is tufted round . If it be tufted round , quoth she , there is good reason for 't , There is such treasure lyes , will make a Taylor sport .

He hearing her say so , being a frollicksome Lad , Was willing for to know more of the fringed bag . With that he eagerly to feel put forth his hand ; Nay , hold good Sir , said she , go not before you stand : Except you take your Yard , the depth of it to measure , You 'l find the Purse so deep , you 'l hardly come to th' treasure . He hearing her say so , it put him to a stand ; She seeing him dismaid , she took his Yard in hand : Is this your Yard , quoth she , is this your Taylors measure ? It is too short for me , it is not Standard-Measure . The Taylor being abashed , she told him that it was More fitter for a man , than such a penny Ass . She bids him now be gone , since he could make no sport , And said , thou art too dull to enter such a fort . She looking fiercely at him , she said , thou sneaking fool , Go straight away to Vulcan , and let him mend thy tool : And tell him that Dame Venus at him is almost mad , For sending to her School such an unfit Lad. You Taylors that attempt fringed bags to measure , Be sure your Yards be sealed , and full Standard-Measure .

Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Westsmi●●…field .