The unfortunate Welch-man; or, The untimely death of Scotch jockey if her will fight, her cause to right, as daring to presume to kill and slay, then well her may take this to be her doom. To the tune of, The country-farmer. This may be printed, R.P.

THE Unfortunate WELCH-MAN ; OR , The Untimely Death of Scotch JOCKEY If her will Fight , her cause to right , as daring to presume To Kill and Slay , then well her may take this to be her Doom . To the tune of , The Country-Farmer .

This may be Printed ,

R. P.

S●●●● Shonny-ap-Morgan to London would ride , 〈◊〉 seek Cousen Taffie what ever betide ; 〈◊〉 ●●n Sisters Son , whom her loved so dear , 〈◊〉 ●●d not beheld him this many long year : ●●●●●es in the morning stout Shonny arose , ●nd then on the journey with Courage her goes , 〈◊〉 Cossit of Gray was the best of her Close 〈◊〉 Boots they were out at the heels and the toes . 〈◊〉 Sword by her side , and with Bob the Gray Mare , 〈◊〉 rid on the Road like a Champion so rare ; 〈◊〉 ●ast how it happened to her hard Lot , To meet with young Iockey , a bonny brisk Scot Then Iockey was jolly , and thus he did say , Let 's gang to the Tavern , drink Wine by my fay , Then Shonny consented , and made no delay , But Iockey left Shonny the Reckoning to pay . While Morgan was Merry , and thinking no ill , The Scotch-man he used the best of his Skill , Considering how he might Scamper away , For why Sir , he never intended to pay But like a false Loon he slipt out of door And never intended to come there no more , Poor Shonny-a-Morgan was left for the Score Cotzo her was never so served before . Her paying the Shot , then away her went , The Welch Blood was up , and her mind was Bent For speedy pursuing he then did prepare , Then Morgan did mount upon Bob the Gray Mare Then Whip and Spur stout Shonny did ride , And overtook Iockey near to a Wood-side , And pull'd out her Sword in the height of her Pride . And wounded poor Iockey , who presently dy'd . Then Shonny was taken and hurry'd to Iail , Where her till the Sessions did weep and bewail ; And then at the last , by the Laws of the Land , Was brought to the Bar to hold up her hand ; O good her Lord Shudge , poor Shonny did cry , Now Whip her , and send her to Wales her Country ; Or cut off a Leg , or an Arm , or an Eye , For her is undone if Condemned to dye . But this would not do , poor Shonny was Cast , And likewise received her Sentence at last ; A Gentleman Robber just at the same time , Received just Sentence then due for his Crime : Then Shonny-a-Morgan her shed many tears , Her heart was possessed with sorrow and fears , The Gentleman Thief likewise hung down his ears For then he expected his antient Arrears . The day being come they must both did adieu , Forsaking the world and the rest of their Crew ; The Spark was attir'd so gallant and gay , But Shonny was poor , and in ragged array : Then when they came both to the Gibbet Tree , The Gentleman gave to the Hang-man a Fee , And said , let this Welch-man Hang farther from me , So vile and so ragged a Rascal is he . The Welch-man he heard him , and was in a rage , That nothing almost could his anger asswage ; But fretting and chaffing , he thus did begin , Her will make her to know that her came of good kin Besides , her will tell her her hearty belief , That her is no more then a Gentleman Thief , That robb'd on the Roads , & the Plain , & the Heath Her now will Hang by her in spight of her teeth . FINIS .