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<DATE>2009-01-06</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB N="172" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 7 -->
<HEAD>The <HI>FRYER</HI> well Fitted;</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">OR,
<L>A pretty Je&s;t that once befell,</L>
<L>How a Maid put a Fryer to cool in the Well.</L></HEAD>
<OPENER>To a Merry Tune.</OPENER>
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<L>AS I lay mu&s;ing all alone,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L>A pritty je&s;t I thought upon,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L>Then li&s;ten a while, and I will you tell,</L>
<L>Of a Fryer that lov'd a bonny La&s;s well</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, lang-tre-down-dilly.</HI></L>
<L>He came to the Maid when &s;he went to bed</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>De&s;iring to have her Maiden-head,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>But &s;he denyed his de&s;ire,</L>
<L>And told him, that &s;he fear'd Hell Fire;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Tu&s;h (qd. the Fryer) thou need&s;t not</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>If thou wert in hell I could &s;ing thee out doubt</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Then (qd. the maid) thou &s;halt have thy reque&s;t,</L>
<L>The Fryer was glad as a Fox in his ne&s;t</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>But one thing (quoth &s;he) I do de&s;ire,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Before you have what you require,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Before that you &s;hall do the thing,</L>
<L>An Angel of money thou &s;halt me bring,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Tu&s;h (quoth the Fryer) we &s;hall agree,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>No money &s;hall part my Love and me;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Before that I will &s;ee thee lack,</L>
<L>I'le pawn my grey Gown from my back</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>The Maid bethought her of a wile,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>How &s;he the Fryer might beguile,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>While &s;he was gone the truth to tell,</L>
<L>She hung a Cloth before the Well;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, lang-tree-down-dilly.</HI></L>
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<L>THe Fryer came as his covenant was</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>With money to his bonny La&s;s,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Good mo<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">row fair Maid, good morrow, (qd. he)</L>
<L>Here is the money I promi&s;ed thee;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, lang-tre-down-dilly.</HI></L>
<L>She thankt the man, &amp; &s;he took his mony</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Now let us go too't, (qd. he) &s;weet honey</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Oh &s;tay (qd. &s;he) &s;ome re&s;pite make,</L>
<L>My Father comes he will me take;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Alas (qd. the Fryer) where &s;hall I run,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>To hide me till he be gone,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Behind the Cloth run thou (qd. &s;he)</L>
<L>And there my Father cannot thee &s;ee,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Behind the Cloth the Fryer crept,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>And into the Well on a &s;udden he leapt,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Alas (quoth he) I am in the Well,</L>
<L>No matte (qd. &s;he) if thou wert in Hell;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Thou &s;ay'&s;t thou could&s;t &s;ing me out of Hell,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Now prithee &s;ing thy &s;elf out of the well,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
<L>The Fryer &s;ung on with a pittiful &s;ound,</L>
<L>Oh help me out, or I &s;hall be drown'd;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>I trow (quoth &s;he) your courage is cool'd</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>(Quoth the Fryer) I never was &s;o fool'd,</L>
<L><HI>fa, fa, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>I never was &s;erved &s;o before,</L>
<L>then take heed (qd. &s;he) thou com'&s;t there no more,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>(Quoth he) for &s;weet Saint <HI>Francis</HI> &s;ake</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>On his Di&s;ciple &s;ome pitty take,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>(Quoth &s;he) Saint <HI>Francis</HI> never taught</L>
<L>His Scholars to tempt young Maids to naught;</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>The Fryer did intreat her &s;till,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>That &s;he would help him out of the well,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>She heard him make &s;uch piteous moan</L>
<L>She help'd him out, and bid him be gone</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>(Quoth he) &s;hall I have my money again</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Which from me thou ha&s;t before-hand tane</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>good &s;ir (&s;aid &s;he) there's no &s;uch matter,</L>
<L>I'le make you pay for fouling my water,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>The Fryer went all along the Street,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Dropping wet, like a new-wa&s;h'd Sheep</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Both old and young commended the Maid</L>
<L>That &s;uch a witty prank had plaid,</L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, la, la,</HI></L>
<L><HI>fa, la, la, lang-tre-down-dilly.</HI></L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>W. Thackeray,</HI> and <HI>T. Pa&s;&s;inger.</HI></P>
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