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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>POOR ROBINS Ob&s;ervations upon Whit&s;un-Holidays.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Concerning the fair and foul weather happening thereon.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub"><HI>TOGETHER</HI> With the Manly exerci&s;e of the <HI>Corni&s;h-men</HI> of Hurling the Ball in <HI>Hide-Park</HI> on <HI>Whit&s;un-Tue&s;day</HI> la&s;t.</HEAD>
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<HEAD>I&s;lington.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>VVHat ails ye O ye clouds why do you frown</L>
<L>With angry influence upon our Town?</L>
<L>Spoiling the Harve&s;t hopes of all our gains,</L>
<L>And makes us lower when we &s;ee it rains,</L>
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<L>Was not our lo&s;s enough the fir&s;t of <HI>May</HI></L>
<L>When as the rain got all our gains away?</L>
<L>When company we wanted who con&s;umes</L>
<L>Our Chee&s;e-cakes, Bottle-Ale, and our Stew'd-Prunes.</L>
<L>All which hung on our hands (the more's the pitty)</L>
<L>And &s;ent with lo&s;s afterwards to the City.</L>
<L>What would have yeilded us a pound &s;old dear</L>
<L>Scarcely an Angel doth for them appear.</L>
<L>How can we pay our Rent at &s;uch a rate,</L>
<L>When Rain does make our Trading out of date?</L>
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<HEAD>Whit&s;un Monday.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>The Heavens weeps tears, which makes us too to weep,</L>
<L>Wee'r at a <HI>lo&s;s</HI> for tho&s;e things which we <HI>keep.</HI></L>
<L>For when the Sky with &s;howers doth on us frown</L>
<L>It brings the price of Cakes, and Chee&s;e-cakes down:</L>
<L>The weather did our hopes &s;o fouly cozen</L>
<L>Eel-pics mu&s;t go now eighteen to the dozen.</L>
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<L>Now <HI>Dick</HI> the Prentice with his Neighbour <HI>William</HI></L>
<L>Who meant to walk abroad with <HI>Nell</HI> and <HI>Jilian.</HI></L>
<L>Fea&s;ting their guts with Flawns and Fools and Cu&s;tard,</L>
<L>And drinking Bottle-Ale till they are flu&s;ter'd.</L>
<L>When merry catches they do &s;it and &s;ing,</L>
<L>And love each other <HI>like to anything;</HI></L>
<L>The Rain which on the earth the Clouds did &s;pil</L>
<L>Made them good Husbands &s;ore again&s;t their will.</L>
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<L>Citizens wives who did new cloaths provide</L>
<L>To &s;how them&s;elves abroad at this &s;ame tide,</L>
<L>And vvould be generous novv in &s;pending chink</L>
<L>Though they three days before &s;carce eat or drink;</L>
<L>Be&s;ides their Husbands vvho abroad do vvalk</L>
<L>To hear the Cuckovv his &s;vveet Tune to talk.</L>
<L>When after they have tane the plea&s;ant air</L>
<L>Unto our hou&s;es u&s;e to make repair,</L>
<L>But this foul vveather vvill not let them rome</L>
<L>The Cuckovv they may &s;tay to hear at home.</L>
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<L>We Servants did provide again&s;t this day</L>
<L>To vvait on them vvhich do at Nine-pins play,</L>
<L>Be&s;ides the others vvhich vvait in the hou&s;e,</L>
<L>But all our Tradings novv not vvorth a lou&s;e;</L>
<L>Our Rooms are empty and to tell you truly,</L>
<L>No <HI>Red-no&s;es</HI> being &s;een; makes us look <HI>blewly.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Had <HI>Sol</HI> &s;hin'd on us vvith a glorious ray</L>
<L>And been &s;o kind to give us a fair day,</L>
<L>Our hou&s;es had been throng'd, and every Arbor</L>
<L>To young men and to maids had been a harbor,</L>
<L>Our profits vvould come in as &s;weet as honey,</L>
<L>We &s;carcely could have time to change their money.</L>
<L>But being wet weather our Trading fails,</L>
<L>Maids would not budge out to have dagled tails.</L>
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<HEAD>Whit&s;un Tue&s;day.</HEAD>
<L>But Whit&s;un-Tue&s;day was more kinde unto us,</L>
<L>Had that been wet &s;uch weather would undo us,</L>
<L>The &s;un &s;hin'd on the earth with Radiant face</L>
<L>Which &s;ent unto us cu&s;tomers apace;</L>
<L>The Rooms now throng'd with Gue&s;ts, Arbors not empty</L>
<L>Of young men and of maids we then had plenty,</L>
<L>Our Sider, Mum, Chees-cakes, Cakes and &s;tew'd Prunes,</L>
<L>This numerous company them all con&s;umes.</L>
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<HEAD>The Corni&s;h Hurling of the Silver Ball.</HEAD>
<L>But yet <HI>Hide-Park</HI> a man might truly &s;ay</L>
<L>Had in it much the glory of that day.</L>
<L>Stout <HI>Cornwall,</HI> always Loyal to their King.</L>
<L>A hundred brave re&s;olved per&s;ons bring</L>
<L>Of their own County to the Park that day</L>
<L>One of their Countreys exerci&s;e to play.</L>
<L>Where being come them&s;elves they do devide</L>
<L>To Ea&s;t and We&s;t, their manhood to decide;</L>
<L>I'th mid&s;t oth park's thrown up a Silver Ball,</L>
<L>VVhich being done, &s;toutly to it they fall:</L>
<L>Heels were tript up, and bodies come to ground.</L>
<L>The Corni&s;h Hug always good play was found.</L>
<L>Long time it la&s;ted, and novv Ea&s;t then VVeft</L>
<L>At &s;everal times had each of them the be&s;t.</L>
<L>Thou&s;and &s;pectators &s;tood vvith greedy Eyes</L>
<L>To &s;ee them Act this Manly Exerci&s;e:</L>
<L>His Highne&s;s <HI>Yorks</HI> great Duke beheld the &s;ame</L>
<L>VVith other per&s;ons of renovvned fame.</L>
<L>Brave Corni&s;h men you are to be commended</L>
<L>And vvill be &s;o until the vvorld is ended.</L>
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<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed by <HI>Peter Lillicrap.</HI></P>
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