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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B06745) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182187) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A3:2[34b]; A6:1[526]) The wanton wife of Bath. To the tune of, Flying fame, &c. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts) Printed by and for W.O. and sold by the booksellers of Pye corner and London-bridge., London: : [between 1695-1700] Date of publication suggested by Wing. "Licens'd and enter'd." Verse: "In Bath a wanton wife did dwell ..." In four columns with the title and woodcut above the first two; the columns are not separated by rules. Copy cut and mounted. Item at A6:1[526] imperfect: columns three and four, including imprint, wanting. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Wife of Bath (Fictitious character) -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. eebo The wanton wife of Bath. To the tune of, Flying fame, &c. anon 1700 3 2757 6 0 0 0 0 0 21.76 C The rate of 21.76 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-11 Assigned for keying and markup 2009-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-05 Sampled and proofread 2009-05 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE King and Northern Man : Shewing how a poor Northumberland Man ( Tenant to the King ) being wronged by a Lawyer ( his Neighbour ) went to the King himself to make known his Grievance . To the Tune of , Slut , &c.

Licens'd and Enter'd .

TO drive away the weary day , a book I chanced to take in hand , And therein I read assuredly , a story as you shall understand : Perusing many a History over , amongst the leaves I chanc'd to view , The books name and title is this , The Second Lesson , too good to be true . There read I of a Northumberland Man , that was born and brought up in the King's land , He paid twenty shillings rent a year to the King , as I do understand : By him there dwelt a Lawyer false , that with his farm was not content , But over the poor Man still hang'd his nose , because he did gather the King 's rent . He told him he his lease had forféit , and that he must there no longer abide : The King by such Loons hath mickle wrong done , and for you the World is broad and wide . The poor Man pray'd him for to cease , and content himself , if he would be willing , And pick no vantage in my lease , and I shall give thee forty shilling . It 's neither forty shilling , nor forty pound , i se warrant thee , can so agree thee and me , Unless thou yield me thy farm so round , and stand to my courtesie . The poor Man said , I may not do so , my Wife and my Bearns will make ill work ; mark . If thou with my farm wilt let me go , thou seem'st a gude Fellow , i se give thee five The Lawyer would not be so content , but further i' th matter he means to smell : The Neighbours had the poor Man provide his rent , and make a submission to the K. himsel . He gat a humble staff on his back , a jerkin , I wot , that was of grey : With a good blew bonnet , he thought it no lack ; to the King he is ganging as fast as he may . He had not gone a mile out o' th' Town , but one of his Neighbours he did espy ; How far is 't t'th ' King , for thither i 'm bound ; as fast as ever I can hye . I am sorry for you , Neighbour , he said , for your simplicity I make moan , I le warrant you , you may ask for the King , when nine or ten days journey you have gone . Had I wist the King had wond so far , i se never a sought him a Mile out o' th' town He 's either had sought me , or we 'd ne'r ha' come near , at home I had rather ha' spent a crown . But when he came to the City of London , of every Man he for the King did call : They told him , that him he need not to fear , for the King he lies now at the White-hall , And with ' spying of Farues in the City , because he had never been there beforn , He lee so long a bed the next day , the Court was remov'd to Windsor that morn . You ha' lay too long , then said his Host , you ha' lay too long by a great while : The King is now to Windsor gone , he 's further gone by twenty mile . I think I was curst , then said the poor Man , if I had been wise I might ha' consider , Belike the King of me has gotten some weer , he had ne'r gone away , had not I come hither . He fled nor for you , then said his Host , but hye you to Windsor as fast as you may : Besure it will require your cost , for look what is past the King will pay ? But when he came to Winds●or Castle , with his humble staff on his back , Although the gates wide open stood , he laid on them till he made 'um crack . Why stay , pray Friend , art mad quoth the Porte● , what makes thee keep this stir to day ? Why , I am a Tennant of the King 's , who have a message to him to say . The King hath Men enough , said the Porter , your message well that they can say . Why , ther 's ne'r a Knave the King doth keep , shall ken my secret mind to day : I were told e're I came from home , e're I got hither it would be dear bought , Let me in , i se give thee a single penny , I see thou wilt ha' small , e're thou do it for nought . Gramercy , said the Porter then , thy reward is so great I cannot say nay : Yonder 's a Nobleman within the Court , I 'll first hear what he doth say . When the Porter came to the Nobleman , he said he would shew him pretty sport , There 's sike a Clown come to the gate , as come not these seven years to the Court. He calls all Knaves the King doth keep , he raps at the gates , and makes great din ; He 's passing liberal af reward , he 'd give a good single penny to be let in . Let him in , then said the Nobleman , Come in Fellow , the Porter gan say ; If thou come within thy self , he said , thy staff behind the gate must stay ; And this Cuckold's cur must lig behind , what a Deel , what a Cur hast got with thee ? The King will take him up for his own sel , I se warrant when as he doth him see . Beshrew thy limbs , then said the poor Man , then maist thou count me a Fool or worse , I wot not what Bankrupt lies by the King , for want of money he may pick my purse . Let him in with his staff and dog , said the Lord , he gave a nod with 's head , and a bend with 's knee , If you be Sir King , then said the poor Man , as I can very well think ye be : For as I was ●old e're I came from home , you 'r goodliest Man that e're I saw beforn , With so many jingle jangles about one neck , as is about yours , I never saw none , I am not the King said the Nobleman . Fellow , though I have a proud coat . If you be not the King , help me to the speech of him , you seem a gude Fellow , i se give you a Groat . Gramercy , said the Nobleman . thy reward is so great , I cannot say nay ; I 'll go know the King's pleasure , if I can , till I come again besure you stay . Here 's sike a staying , then said the poor Man , belike the King 's better than any in our Country I might a gane to the farthest nuke i' th' house , neither Lad nor Loon to trouble me . When the Nobleman came to the King , he said he could shew his Grace good sport , Here 's such a Clown come to the gate , as came not this seven years to the Court. He calls all Knaves your Highness keeps , and more then that , he terms them worse , He 'll not come in without his staff and dog for fear some Bankrupt will piek his purse . Let him in with his staff , then said our King , that of his sport we may see some : We 'll see how he●ll handle every thing , as soon as our matth of Bowls is done . The Nobleman led him through many a room , and through many a gallery gay ; What a deel doth the King with so many Houses , that he gets them not fill'd with corn and hay ? At last they ' spied the King in a garden , yet from his game he did not start ; The day was so hot , he cast off his doublet , he had nothing from his wast but his shirt . Lo yonder 's the King , said the Nobleman , behold , follow , lo here he goes : Believ's he 's some Unthrift , says the poor Man , that has lost his mony , and pawn●d his cloths . But when he came before the King , the Nobleman did his courtesie : The poor Man followed after him , and gave a nod with 's head , and a bend with 's knee : And if you be Sir King , then said the poor Man , as I can hardly think ye be : Here is a gude Fellow that brought me hither , is liker to be the King than ye . I am the King , his Grace now said , Fellow , let me thy case understand . If you be Sir King , I 'm a Tenant of yours , that was born and brought up in your own land : There dwells a Lawyer hard by me , and a fault with my lease he saith he hath found , And all was for felling five poor ashes , to build an house upon your own ground . Hast thou a lease here , said our King ? or canst thou shew to me the deed ? He gave it into the King 's own hand , and said , Sir , here 't is , if that you can read . Let 's see thy lease , then said the King , then from his black box he pull'd it out , He gave it into the King 's own hand , with four or five knots , ty'd fast in a clout . We'st never unloose these knots , said the King , he gave it to one that behind him did stay . It is a proud Horse , then said the poor Man , will not carry's own provender along the high-way : Pay me forty shillings , as i se pay you , I will not think much to unloose a knot ; I would I were so occupied every day , I 'd unloose a score of 'em for a great . When the King had gotten these letters read , and found the truth was very so , I warrant thee , thou hast not forfeit thy lease , if thou hadst feld five Ashes mo . Ay , every one can warrant me , but all your warrants are not worth a flee , For he that troubles me , and will not let me go , neither cares for warrant of you nor me . Thou 'st have an Injunction , said our King , from troubling of thee he will cease , He 'll either shew the good cause why , or else he 'll let thee live in peace . What 's that Injunction ? said the poor Man : good Sir , to me I pray you say , Why , it is a letter I 'll cause to be written ; but art thou so simple as thou show it to day ? Why if 't be a Letter , I 'm never the better , keep it to thy self , and trouble not me ; I could ha' had a letter written cheaper at home and ne're a come out of my own Country . Thou 'st have an Atachment said our King , charge all that thou seest take thy part . Till he pay thee a hundred pound , besure thou never let him start : If any seem against thee to stand , besure thou come hither straightway . Ay , marry , is that all i se get for my labour , then I may come trotting every day . Thou art hard of belief , then said our King , to please him with letters he was willing , I see you have taken great pains in writing , with all my heart i se give a shilling . I 'll have none of thy shilling , said our King , Man , with thy money God give thee win , He threw it into the King's botom , the mony lay cold next to his skin . Beshrew thy heart , then said our King , thou art an Carl something too bold ; Dost thou not see I am hot with Bowling , and the mony next my skin lies cold . I never wist that before said the poor Man , before sike time as I came hither , If the Lawyers in our Country thought 't was cold , they would not heap up so much together . The King called up his Treasurer ; and bad him fetch him twenty pound ; If ever thy errand lye here away , I 'll bear thy charges up and down . When the poor Man saw the Gold down tendred for to receive it he was willing : If I had thought the King had had so mickle gold beshrew my heart , i 'de ha' kept my shilling . The poor Man got home the next Sunday , the Lawyer soon did him espy ; O Sir , you have been a Stranger long , I think from me you have kept you by . It was for you indeed , said the poor Man , the matter to the King , as I have tell : I did as my Neighbour put into my head , and made a submission to him my sel . What a De'il didst thou with the King , quoth Lawyer , could not Neighbours & Friends agree thee & me ? The De'il a Neighbour or Friend that I had , that would have been such a Day 's Man as he : He has gin me a letter , but I know not what they call 't . but if the King's words be true to me When you have read and perused it over , I hope you 'll leave , and let me be . He has gin me another , but I know not what too , but I charge you all to hold him fast , Till he pay me an hundred pound I will go tye him fast tull a post . Marry God forbid , the Lawyer said , then the Tachment was read before them there , Thou must needs something credit me , till I go home and fetch some mear . Credit , nay that 's it the King forbad , he bade if I got thee I should thee stay● The Lawyer paid him an hundred pound in ready mony e're he went away . Would every Lawyer were served thus , from troubling poor Men they would cease ; They'd either shew him good cause why , or else they 'd let him live in peace . And thus I end my merry song , which shews the plain Man's simpleness , And the King 's great mercy in righting wrongs and the Lawyer 's fraud and wickedness .

London : Printed by and for W. O. and are to be sold by the Booksellers in Pye-corner and London-bridge .