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<DATE>2008-06-03</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080515.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>The Sorrowful CITIZEN<LB> <HI>Or,</HI> The Couragious PLOW-MAN.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub"><HI>With the Witty An&s;wer of a Country Damo&s;el.</HI></HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>You Citizens I pray beware,</L>
<L>that does this Story hear;</L>
<L>Dote not too much on Beauty fair,</L>
<L>le&s;t this may prove your &s;hare.</L>
</LG>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The Country Farmer.</HI></OPENER>
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<P>This may be printed,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>R <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="in gutter" EXTENT="1 letter"></SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<LG>
<L>A Londoner into the Country went,</L>
<L>To vi&s;it his Tennants, and gather in Rent;</L>
<L>He on a brave Gelding did gallantly Ride,</L>
<L>With Boots and with Spurs, and a Sword by his &s;ide</L>
<L>Becau&s;e that the Inn keepers they will not &s;core,</L>
<L>He lined his Pockets with Silver good &s;tore:</L>
<L>And he wore a Wigg co&s;t three Guinnies and more,</L>
<L>His Hat was cockt up Sir, behind and before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus like a great Gallant that was Al-a-mode,</L>
<L>Upon his &s;tout Gelding he Gallopt the Rode,</L>
<L>He came to an Inn Sir, where he did a light,</L>
<L>Re&s;olving to re&s;t there, and tarry all Night:</L>
<L>There was a fair Dam&s;el her Name it was <HI>Pri&s;s,</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>Londoner</HI> proffer'd to give her a Ki&s;s;</L>
<L>and would fain have been doing the thing you may gue&s;s</L>
<L>But the &s;cornfully &s;aid the was no <HI>London</HI> Mi&s;s.</L>
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<LG>
<L>With Eloquent Speeches this Gallant did W<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
<L>And proffer'd her Guinnies, but this would not <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 word"></L>
<L>I pray you be Civil, good Sir, &s;he reply'd,</L>
<L>And tempt me no more, for you mu&s;t be deny'd</L>
<L>My Credit I tell you, I never will &s;tain,</L>
<L>And therefore good Sir, I would have you refr<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="3 letters"></L>
<L>To proffer your Guinnies, for all is in vain,</L>
<L>I &s;light them and you Sir, with &s;corn and disda<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="2 letters"></L>
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<LG>
<L>Good Sir, what a rout and a racket you make</L>
<L>Would <HI>Robin</HI> the Plow-man was here for your <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 word"></L>
<L>He will quickly make you to alter your Note,</L>
<L>I would not be one that &s;hould be in your Coa<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>For all your brave alls, you are &s;ome thing too b<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="3 letters"></L>
<L>My Cha&s;tity is not to be bought nor &s;old;</L>
<L>I care not a fix for your Silver and Gold,</L>
<L>I pray you be Civill and let <UNCLEAR>go</UNCLEAR> your hold</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why, do you imagine I will be afraid</L>
<L>Of &s;uch a cour&s;e Coxcombly Country Blade?</L>
<L>For &s;hould he come in and give me a cro&s;s word,</L>
<L>I'le make him to ta&s;te of a piece of my Sword:</L>
<L>For I am a Per&s;on of Noble Degree,</L>
<L>Then prithee &s;weet Dam&s;el be ruled by me,</L>
<L>He dare not come in if he chance but to &s;ee</L>
<L>That I am a Ki&s;&s;ing and Courting of thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Cot-zo, quoth the Maiden, pray who have we here!</L>
<L>Or what is the cau&s;e that he &s;hould &s;tand in fear:</L>
<L>Before that the Maiden could &s;ay any more,</L>
<L>Stout <HI>Robin</HI> him&s;elf he came in at the Door;</L>
<L>To him the whole Story &s;he did declare,</L>
<L>The <HI>Londoner</HI> being amazed, did &s;tare;</L>
<L>He would have been hid, but he could not tell where,</L>
<L>For he was catcht napping as Mo&s;s catcht his Mare.</L>
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<L>The point of your Sword Sir, you &s;aid I &s;hould ta&s;te,</L>
<L>But fir&s;t let me tell you, your &s;houlders I'le ba&s;te;</L>
<L>With that he lent him a &s;turdy &s;tout &s;troke,</L>
<L>His Sword and his Noddle together he broke;</L>
<L>Tho' I go in Leather, and you wear fine Clo&s;e,</L>
<L>I will have my true-Love in &s;pight of your No&s;e;</L>
<L>And then he laid on, and redoubled his blows,</L>
<L>Ten Guinnies to <HI>Robin</HI> the Plow-man he throws.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Forbear hone&s;t Plow-man, for I do prote&s;t,</L>
<L>What ever I &s;aid then it was but in je&s;t;</L>
<L>Then prithee Good-fellow, let's fini&s;h this &s;trife,</L>
<L>And take up tho&s;e Guinnies and pardon my life:</L>
<L>The weight of your blows I do heartily rue,</L>
<L>Then prithee &s;weet Maiden, &s;ee what you can do,</L>
<L>Per&s;wade him and here is five Guinnies for you,</L>
<L>To buy you a Gown and a Petticoat too.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She took up the Gold and put it in her Pur&s;e,</L>
<L>And running to <HI>Robin,</HI> &s;aid &s;he, it is thus,</L>
<L>He crying for pitty, now lay no more an,</L>
<L>But let it appear you're a Merciful Man:</L>
<L>Said <HI>Robin,</HI> begone then, and come no more here,</L>
<L>Away he packt off, thus the Coa&s;t he did clear,</L>
<L>He &s;ent him away with a Flea in his Ear,</L>
<L>This Plow-man he lives but in Sommer&s;et-&s;hire.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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