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<HEAD>Down-right Dick of the We&s;t:</HEAD>
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<P>OR, The Plow-Mans Ramble to <HI>LONDON,</HI> To &s;ee my Lord-Mayor and the re&s;t of the Vine Volk of the City; with what hapned while he there remained.</P>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of, <HI>The Country Farmer.</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<P><HI>This may be Printed. <HI>R. P.</HI></HI></P>
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<LG>
<L>I Pray now attend and give ear to the jest,</L>
<L>A Country-man he came late from the We&s;t,</L>
<L>for he had a mind to &s;ee my <HI>Lord Mayor,</HI></L>
<L>And other fine Folk which it &s;eems lodged there:</L>
<L>Then up to the City at length he did range,</L>
<L>Where &s;eeing brave Gallants, in rich golden fringe</L>
<L>But he above all did admire and &s;trange</L>
<L>To zee the fine folk at the <HI>Royal Exchange.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>The Country-man amazed did &s;tand,</L>
<L>And looking about with his Whip in his hand,</L>
<L>Then come a fine fellow, a <HI>Don</HI> of the Town,</L>
<L>And called him Bumpkin and Country Clown,</L>
<L>And asked him how he dare to pre&s;ume,</L>
<L>To Lag here and Loiter, thus fill up the Room,</L>
<L>Among&s;t the&s;e gay Ladies in Silk and Perfume,</L>
<L>Be gone and pack off, or the &s;tacks is your doom.</L>
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<L>I pray who are you? then the Plow-man reply'd,</L>
<L>That does &s;o &s;cornfully here me deride,</L>
<L>Fine-fellow, &s;aid he, &s;eeing you are unkind,</L>
<L>In &s;hort I &s;hall tell you a piece of my mind,</L>
<L>I came now to &s;ee my Lord Fayor his good grace</L>
<L>I fear not the angry frowns of your face,</L>
<L>As long as I li&s;t, I will &s;tay in this place,</L>
<L>Or on your Gay Coat I will lay a long Lace.</L>
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<L>For why &s;aid the Plowman, I care not a figg,</L>
<L>For all your high words, and your looking &s;o big,</L>
<L>This gallant was then in a pa&s;&s;ion indeed,</L>
<L>And thus in a fury began to proceed,</L>
<L>As making a proffer to give him a kick,</L>
<L>The Plow-men perceiving him ju&s;t in the nick,</L>
<L>He told him his name it was re&s;olute <HI>Dick,</HI></L>
<L>Then up with his la&s;h, and he gave him a lick.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O then this fine Fellow began for to roar,</L>
<L>Then pre&s;ently came in twenty and more,</L>
<L>Who asked the Plowman, how dare he to d<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">'t,</L>
<L>Since he was a per&s;on of worthy repute:</L>
<L>He fir&s;t did abu&s;e me in calling me Clown,</L>
<L>I could not forbear, but I gave him a frown;</L>
<L>Why &s;hould tho&s;e fine fellows run Husband men down,</L>
<L>You can't live without us in city or town.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Nay Plowman, i'de have you well under&s;tand,</L>
<L>That we have both Silver and Gold at command,</L>
<L>Rich chains &amp; choice jewels, with diamonds &amp; rings,</L>
<L>With plenty of &s;pices, and other fine things:</L>
<L>Of many Rich Coffers we carry the Keys,</L>
<L>We have &s;uch E&s;tates that we live at our ea&s;e,</L>
<L>We eat and we drink and we walk where we plea&s;e,</L>
<L>Then what do you think of &s;uch fellows as the&s;e?</L>
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<LG>
<L>For all your rich Iewels, you &s;tarving may dye,</L>
<L>If we do not bring in a daily &s;upply,</L>
<L>We plow and we &s;ow, and we harrow and mow,</L>
<L>We have both the Milk, and the Honey you know:</L>
<L>We ne're are without a good pudding and &s;ow&s;e,</L>
<L>Then what need you <HI>Londoners</HI> make &s;uch a touze,</L>
<L>If we did not labour you could not keep hou&s;e,</L>
<L>You gallants would &s;oon &s;h&mdash; as &s;mall as a Mou&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Both Linnen and Woollen what e're we will wear,</L>
<L>We have of our own by indu&s;trious care,</L>
<L>We daily delight in much plea&s;ure and mirth,</L>
<L>And always receive the fir&s;t fruit of the Earth:</L>
<L>To flout us I think you were &s;omething too bold,</L>
<L>You'd &s;tarve if you fed upon Silver or Gold,</L>
<L>We have corn, cattle and &s;heep in our Fold,</L>
<L>With rich beans and bacon, eat hold belly hold.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The <HI>Londoners</HI> pre&s;ently laughing out-right,</L>
<L>For in his di&s;cour&s;e they had taken delight,</L>
<L>They &s;aid it was true, and they did him commend,</L>
<L>And thus the whole quarrel was &s;oon at an end:</L>
<L>The Plow-man they freely began to extal,</L>
<L>He &s;oon got the favour of great men and &s;mall,</L>
<L>And thus there debate did immediately fall,</L>
<L>The Plow-man in wit was too hard for them all.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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