A song in praise of the leather bottel ... To the tune of, The bottle-maker's delight, &c. Wade, John, fl. 1660-1680. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06563 of text R186135 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing W170E). 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. 6 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 B06563 Wing W170E ESTC R186135 52529361 ocm 52529361 179222 2240875311

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B06563) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 179222) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 2780:23) A song in praise of the leather bottel ... To the tune of, The bottle-maker's delight, &c. Wade, John, fl. 1660-1680. 1 sheet ([2] p.) : ill. s.n., London : 1700] In verse. Caption title. Imprint suggested by Wing. In two columns. Reproduction of the original in the Bodleian Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo A song in praise of the leather bottel, ... To the tune of, The bottel-maker's delight, &c. Wade, John, 1700 1 1114 2 0 0 0 0 0 17.95 C The rate of 17.95 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-02 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-03 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-04 Sampled and proofread 2008-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A Song in Praise of the Leather Bottel , Shewing how Glasses and Pots are laid aside , And Flaggons , and Noggins they can't abide : And let all Wives do what they can , 'T is for the Praise and Use of Man : And this you may very well be sure , The Leather-Bottle will longest endure , And I wish in Heaven his Soul may dwell , That first devised the Leather-Bottel . To the Tune of , The Bottle Maker's Delight , &c.

GOD above that made all things , The Heavens the Earth , and all therein , The Ships that on the Sea do swim , To keep the Enemies our that none come in ▪ And let them do all they can , 'T is for the use and praise of Man , And I wish in Heaven his Soul may dwell , That first devis'd the Leather Bottel . Then what do you say to these Cans of wood , In Faith they are , and cannot be good ; For when a Man he doth them send To be fill'd with Ale , as he doth intend ; The bearer falleth down by the Way , And on the Gound the Liquor doth lay , And then the bearer begins to ban , And swears it is long of the wooden Can , But had it been in the Leather-Bottel , Although he had fallen , yet all had been well , And I wish , &c. Then what do you say to those Glasses fine ? Yet they shall have no praise of mine ; For when a Company they are set For to be merry as we are met , Then if you chance to touch the brim , Down falls the Glass and all therein , If your Table-cloath be never so fine , There lies your Beer , Ale or Wine . It may be for a small abuse , A young Man may his Service lose : But had it been in a Leather-Bottel , And the stopple in , then all had been well : And I wish , &c. Then what do you say to those black pots three True , they shall have no praise of me , For when a Man and his Wife falls at strife , As many have done ( I know ) In their life ; They lay their Hands on the Pot both , And loath they are to lose their Broath : The one doth tug , the other doth ill , Betwixt them both the liquor doth spill ; But they shall answer another Day , For casting Liquor so vainly away , But had it been in the Leather-Bottle , They might have tug'd till their hearts did ake , And yet their Liquor no harm could take ; Then I wish , &c. Then what do you say to the silver flaggons fine True , they shall have no praise of mine : For when a Lord he doth them send To be filled with Wine as he doth intend ; The Man with the flaggon doth run away , Because it is Silver most Gallant and gay ; O then the Lord begins to ban , And swears he hath lost both flaggon and Man ; There is never a Lord Serving man or Groom , But with his Leather-Bottle may come , Then I wish , &c. A Leather-Bottle we know is good , For better than Glasses or Cans of Wood , For when a Man is at work in the field Your Glasses and pots no Comfort will yield , Then a good Leather Bottle standing him by , He may drink always when he is a Dry : It will revive the Spirits [ and Comfort the brain Wherefore let none this Bottle refrain : For i wish &c. Also the honest Sythe Man to , He know not very well what to do , But for his Bottle standing him near , That is fill'd with good Hou●ehold Beer , At Dinner he sets him down to eat , With good hard Cheese , and bread or meat , Then his Bottle he takes up amain , And drinks , and sets him down again ; Saying , Good Bottle stand my Friend , And hold till this day doth end , For I wish , &c. And likewise the Hay-makers they , When as they are turning and making of Hay In Summer weather , when as it is warm , A good Bottle full will do them no harm . And at Noon time they sit them down , To Drink in their Bottles of Ale nut brown Then tho Lads and the Lasses begins to tattle , What should we do but for this Bottle ? They could not work if this Bottle were out For the Day 's so hot with the heat of the Sun Then I wish , &c. Also the Leader , Lader and the Pitcher , The Reaper , Hedger and Ditcher , The Binder and Raker and all About the Bottles Ears doth fall ; And if this Liquor be almost gone , His Bottle he will part with to none . But says , my Bottle is but small , One Drop i will not part withal ; You must go drink at some Spring or Well , For I will keep my Leather Bottel ; Then I wish , &c. Thus you may hear of a Leather Bottel , When it is filled with Liquor full , Though the substance be but small , Yet the Name of the thing is all , There 's never a Lord , Earl or Knight , but in a bottle doth take delight ; For when he is a Hunting of the Deer , He often doth wish for a bottle of beer ; Likewise the Man that works at the Wood , A bottle of beer doth oft do him good , then I wish , &c. Then when this bottle doth grow old , And will good Liquor no longer hold , Out of the 〈◊〉 you may take a Clout , Will mend your Shoes when there are worn out Else take and hang it on a pin , It will serve to put odd trifles in , As Hinges , Awls and Candle ends , For young beginners must have such things ; then I wish &c.