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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>A
HYMNE
To the
GENTLE--CRAFT,
OR
Hew&s;ons Lamentation.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of the Blind Beggar.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>LI&s;ten a while to what I &s;hall &s;ay</L>
<L>Of a blind Cobler that's gone a&s;tray</L>
<L>Out of the Parliaments High way,</L>
<L><HI>Good people pity the blind:</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His name you wot well is Sir <HI>John Hew&s;on</HI></L>
<L>Whom I intend to &s;et my Mu&s;e on,</L>
<L>As great a Warriour as Sir <HI>Miles Lew&s;on,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He'd now give all the Shooes in his &s;hop</L>
<L>The Parliaments fury for to &s;top,</L>
<L>Whip Cobler like any Town-<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">op,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c:</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He hath been in many a bloody field</L>
<L>And a &s;ucce&s;sful &s;word did wield,</L>
<L>But now at la&s;t is forced to yield,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c:</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Oliver</HI> made him a famous Lord</L>
<L>That he forgot his Cutting Bord,</L>
<L>But now his Thred's twi&s;ted to a Cord,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Cri&s;pin</HI> and he were neer of kin,</L>
<L>The gentle Craft have a noble Twin,</L>
<L>But he'd give Sir <HI>Hughs</HI> bones to &s;ave his skin,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Abroad and at home he hath cut many a Hide,</L>
<L>A Dog and a Bell mu&s;t now be his Guide,</L>
<L>Theyl la&s;h him &s;martly on the blind &s;ide,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Of all his warlike valiant feats,</L>
<L>Of his Calves leather and his Neats,</L>
<L>Let him &s;peak um him&s;elf when he repeats,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ile only mention one exploit,</L>
<L>For which when he begs, Ile give him a Doit,</L>
<L>How he did the City vex and annoy't,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He marcht into <HI>London</HI> with Red-coat and Drum</L>
<L>During the time we had no Bum,</L>
<L>Being right for the Army as a Cows Thum,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And there he did the Prentices meet</L>
<L>Who jeered him as he went through the &s;treet,</L>
<L>But he did them very wel-favouredly greet,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Bears do agree with their own kind,</L>
<L>But he was of &s;uch a cruel mind,</L>
<L>He kild his brother Cob. before he had din'd.</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He &s;trutted then like a Crow in a Gutter,</L>
<L>That no body dur&s;t once more Mutter</L>
<L>The Capon-Citizens, gan to Flutter,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>After he had them thus defeated,</L>
<L>To his old quarters he retreated,</L>
<L>And was by <HI>Fleetwood</HI> nobly treated,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He is for this I hear Indited,</L>
<L>Though the Week before by them Invited,</L>
<L>But Wi&s;e Men &s;ay they had as good as Shited,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He cares not for the Se&s;&s;ions a Low&s;e,</L>
<L>They reach not a Peer of the other Hou&s;e</L>
<L>He's frighted to &s;ee that he is a Parliament Chou&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c:</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And now he's gone the Lord knows whether,</L>
<L>He and this Winter go together,</L>
<L>If he be caught he will loo&s;e his Leather:</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>H'ad be&s;t get in &s;ome Countrery Town,</L>
<L>And company keep with <HI>Desbr<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">w</HI> the Clown,</L>
<L>You &s;ee how the World goes up and down.</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His Coach, and his Hor&s;es, are gone to be lo&s;t,</L>
<L>He mu&s;t vamp it and cart it and thank thee mine ho&s;t,</L>
<L>Ther's no more to be &s;aid of an old Toa&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sing Hi Ho <HI>Hew&s;on</HI> the State nere went upright,</L>
<L>Since Coblers could Pray, Preach, Govern, and Fight,</L>
<L>We &s;hall &s;ee what they'l do now you'r out of Sight.</L>
<L><HI>Good people, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
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