The Keach i' the Creel.
The Merry Broomfield; or, the west country wager.
Sir John Barleycorn.
Blow the winds, i-ho!
The beautiful lady of Kent; or, the seaman of Dover.
The Berkshire lady's garland.
The nobleman's generous kindness.
The drunkard's legacy.
The Bowes tragedy.
The crafty lover; or, the lawyer outwitted.
The death of Queen Jane.
The wandering young gentlewoman; or, Catskin.
The brave Earl Brand and the King of England's Daughter.
The Jovial Hunter of Bromsgrove; or, the old man and his three sons.
Lady Alice.
The felon sewe of rokeby and the freeres of Richmond.
Arthur o'Bradley's wedding.
The painful plough.
The useful plow; or, the plough's praise.
The farmer's son.
The farmer's boy.
Richard of Taunton Dean; or, dumble dum deary.
Wooing song of a yeoman of Kent's sonne.
The clown's courtship.
Harry's courtship.
Harvest-home song.
Harvest-home.
The mow.
The barley-mow song.
The barley-mow song. (Suffolk version.)
The craven churn-supper song.
The rural dance about the may-pole.
The Hitchin may-day song.
The Helstone furry-day song.
Cornish midsummer bonfire song.
Suffolk harvest-home song.
The haymaker's song.
The sword-dancers' song.
The sword-dancers' song and interlude.
The maskers' song.
Gloucestershire wassailers' song.
The mummers' song; or, the poor old horse.
Fragment of the hagmena song.
The greenside wakes song.
The swearing-in song or rhyme.
Fairlop fair song.
As Tom was a-walking.
The miller and his sons.
Jack and Tom.
Joan's ale was new.
George Ridler's oven.
The carrion crow.
The leathern bottel.
The farmer's old wife.
Old Wichet and his wife.
The Jolly Waggoner.
The Yorkshire horse-dealer.
The King and the countryman.
Jone o' Greenfield's ramble.
Thornehagh-moor woods.
The Lincolnshire poacher.
Somersetshire hunting song.
The trotting horse.
The seeds of love.
The garden-gate.
The new-mown hay.
The praise of a dairy.
The milk-maid's life.
The milking-pail.
The summer's morning.
Old Adam.
Tobacco.
The Spanish Ladies.
Harry the Tailor.
Sir Arthur and Charming Mollee.
There was an old man came over the lea.
Why should we quarrel for riches.
The merry fellows; or, he that will not merry, merry be.
The old man's song.
Robin Hood's hill.
Begone dull care.
Full merrily sings the cuckoo.
Jockey to the fair.
Long Preston Peg.
The sweet nightingale; or, down in those valleys below.
The old man and his three sons.
A begging we will go.
Poem: THE PLAIN-DEALING MAN.
[THE oldest copy of the PLAIN DEALING MAN with which we have been able to meet is in black letter, printed by T. Vere at the sign 'Of the Angel without Newgate.' Vere was living in 1609.]
A CROTCHET comes into my mind Concerning a proverb of old, Plain dealing's a jewel most rare, And more precious than silver or gold:
And therefore with patience give ear, And listen to what here is penned, These verses were written on purpose The honest man's cause to defend.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
Yet some are so impudent grown, They'll domineer, vapour, and swagger, And say that the plain-dealing man Was born to die a beggar:
But men that are honestly given Do such evil actions detest, And every one that is well-minded Will say that plain dealing is best.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
For my part I am a poor man, And sometimes scarce muster a shilling, Yet to live upright in the world, Heaven knows I am wondrous willing.
Although that my clothes be threadbare, And my calling be ****** and poor, Yet will I endeavour myself To keep off the wolf from the door.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
And now, to be brief in discourse, In plain terms I'll tell you my mind;My qualities you shall all know, And to what my humour's inclined:
I hate all dissembling base knaves And pickthanks whoever they be, And for painted-faced drabs, and such like, They shall never get penny of me.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
Nor can I abide any tongues That will prattle and prate against reason, About that which doth not concern them;Which thing is no better than treason.
Wherefore I'd wish all that do hear me Not to meddle with matters of state, Lest they be in question called for it, And repent them when it is too late.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
O fie upon spiteful neighbours, Whose malicious humours are bent, And do practise and strive every day To wrong the poor innocent.
By means of such persons as they, There hath many a good mother's son Been utterly brought to decay, Their wives and their children undone.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
O fie upon forsworn knaves, That do no conscience make To swear and forswear themselves At every third word they do speak:
So they may get profit and gain, They care not what lies they do tell;Such cursed dissemblers as they Are worse than the devils of hell.
For this I will make it appear, And prove by experience I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
O fie upon greedy bribe takers, 'Tis pity they ever drew breath, For they, like to base caterpillars, Devour up the fruits of the earth.
They're apt to take money with both hands, On one side and also the other, And care not what men they undo, Though it be their own father or brother.
Therefore I will make it appear, And show very good reasons I can, 'Tis the excellen'st thing in the world To be a plain-dealing man.
O fie upon cheaters and thieves, That liveth by fraud and deceit;The gallows do for such blades groan, And the hangmen do for their clothes wait.
