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<DATE>2008-12-05</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080847.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Nick and Froth; OR, The Good-fellows Complaint for Want of full Mea&s;ure.</HEAD>
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<P><HI>Di&s;covering the Deceits, and Abu&s;es of Victuallers, Tap&s;ters, Ale-Drapers; and all the re&s;t of the Society of Drunkard-makers: By filling their Drink in Fal&s;e Flaggons, Pimping Tankerds, Cans, call'd Ticklers; Rabbits, Jugs, and &s;hort Quarterns, To the Grand abu&s;e of the So|ciety of Good-fellow&s;hip.</HI></P>
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<L>Good Fellows Drinks their Liquor without flinching;</L>
<L>Then why &s;hould Knavi&s;h Tap&s;ters u&s;e &s;uch pinching.</L>
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<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>We'l Drink this Old Ale no more, no more.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>ALl you y^t are Fr&eacute;e-men of Ale-Drapers hall</L>
<L>And Tap&s;ters where ever you be,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure you be ready to come at my call,</L>
<L>And your Knavery here you &s;hall &s;&eacute;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A knot of Good-fellows we are here inclin'd,</L>
<L>To Challenge you out if you dare,</L>
<L>A very &s;harp Tryal you're like to find,</L>
<L>Although it be at your own Bar.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Your Cheats and Abu&s;es, we long did abide,</L>
<L>But times are &s;o wondrous hard,</L>
<L>That Loo&s;ers may &s;peak, it cannot be deny'd,</L>
<L><UNCLEAR>Of</UNCLEAR> our Mea&s;ure we have been debar'd.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But now we'l &s;how you a trick you knaves</L>
<L>And lay you all open to view,</L>
<L>It's all for your froth and your Nick you &s;laves</L>
<L>And tell you no more then is true.</L>
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<LG>
<L>If in a cold Morning we chance to come,</L>
<L>And bid a good Morrow my Ho&s;t,</L>
<L>And call for &s;ome <HI>Ale,</HI> you will bring us black Pots,</L>
<L>Yet &s;carce will afford us a Toa&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For tho&s;e y^t drink B&eacute;er, 'tis true as i'me here</L>
<L>Your Counterfeit Flaggons you have,</L>
<L>Which holds not a Quart, &s;carce by a third part,</L>
<L>And y^t makes my <UNCLEAR>Ho&s;tis</UNCLEAR> go brave,</L>
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<L>BVt now pimping Tankerds are all in u&s;e</L>
<L>Which drains a Mans Pocket in brief:</L>
<L>For he that &s;its clo&s;e, and takes of his Do&s;e,</L>
<L>Will Find that the Tankerd's a Thief.</L>
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<LG>
<L>B&eacute;e't Tankard or Flaggon, which of them you brag on,</L>
<L>We'l tru&s;t you to Nick and to Froth;</L>
<L>Before we can Drink, be &s;ure it will &s;hrink,</L>
<L>Far wor&s;er then <HI>North</HI> Country Cloth.</L>
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<LG>
<L>When Summer is coming, then hey brave boys,</L>
<L>The tickling Cans they run round.</L>
<L>Pray tak't in good part, for a <HI>Winche&s;ter</HI> Quart</L>
<L>Will fill &s;ir, I dare lay you a Pound.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Your Rabbits &amp; Iugs, &amp; Coff&eacute;e-hou&s;e Mugs</L>
<L>Are ready when e're you do call,</L>
<L>A P&mdash; take his Trade, &s;uch Mea&s;ures that made,</L>
<L>I wi&s;h that Old Nick had them all.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When we have a Fancy our No&s;es to St&eacute;el,</L>
<L>And call for &s;ome <HI>Nance</HI> of the be&s;t,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure the &s;hort Pot, mu&s;t fall to our lot,</L>
<L>For now they are all in reque&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Scarce one Hou&s;e in twenty, where mea&s;ure is plenty;</L>
<L>But &s;till they are all for the Pinch;</L>
<L>Thus every day, they drive cu&s;toms away,</L>
<L>And force us good Fellows to flinch.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Somtimes a man may, leave &s;omthing to pay</L>
<L>Though &s;eldom he did it before:</L>
<L>With <HI>Marlborough</HI> Cholke you his patience provoke</L>
<L>VVhen ever he clears all his &s;core.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The women likewi&s;e, which are not preci&s;e,</L>
<L>But will take a Cup of the be&s;t,</L>
<L>Tho they drink for plea&s;ure, they'l have their mea&s;ure</L>
<L>Or el&s;e you &s;hall have little re&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>There's <HI>Billings-gate Nan,</HI> &amp; all her whole gang</L>
<L>Complaining for want of their due:</L>
<L>True Topers they are, as o're &s;cor'd at Bar,</L>
<L>For they'l drink till their No&s;es look blew.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Pot and a Toa&s;t, will make them to boa&s;t,</L>
<L>Of things that are out of their reach:</L>
<L>So long as a Groat, remains in the Coat,</L>
<L>They over good Liquor will Preach.</L>
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<LG>
<L>In <HI>Shoo-makers Row,</HI> there's true hearts you know</L>
<L>But give them their Mea&s;ure and weight,</L>
<L>They'l &s;corn for to &s;tir, but &s;tick like a Bur,</L>
<L>And Tope it from Morning till Night.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then there's hone&s;t Smug y^t with a full jug</L>
<L>VVill &s;et all his Brains on a float:</L>
<L>But you are &s;uch Sots, to fill him &s;mall Pots</L>
<L>VVill &s;carce quench y^e &s;park in his Throat.</L>
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<LG>
<L>VVith many &s;uch Blades of &s;everal Trades</L>
<L>VVhich fr&eacute;ely their Money will &s;pend;</L>
<L>But fill them good drink, they value not chink</L>
<L>VVhere ever they m&eacute;et with a Friend.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t Trades in y^e Nation gives there appro|bation</L>
<L>How that you are much for to blame:</L>
<L>Then make us excu&s;es, but cea&s;e your abu&s;es</L>
<L>And fill up your Mea&s;ure for &s;hame.</L>
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