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REIGN OF ELIZABETH. 189
The tinker he did settle The cobbler and the broom-man
Most like a man of mettle, Came up into the room, man,
And vow'd to pawn his kettle ; And said they would drink for boon, man,
Now mark what did ensue: Let each one take his due!
His neighbours they flock in apace, But when the liquor good they found,
To see Tom Tinker's comely face, They cast their caps upon the ground,
Where they drank soundly for a space, And so the tinker he drank round,
Whilst Joan's ale, &c. Whilst Joan's ale, &c.
In another volume in the Douce Collection, p. 180, is an answer to the above, to the same tune. It is the " The poet's new year's gift; or a pleasant poem in praise of sack: setting forth its admirable virtues and qualities, and.how much it is to be preferred before all other sorts of liquors, &c. To the tune of The jovial Tinker, or Tom a Bedlam;" commencing— " Come hither, learned sisters,
And leave Parnassus mountain; I will you tell where is a well
Doth far exceed your fountain," &c.
UNDER AND OVER.
This is the same air as the preceding, but in a minor instead of a major key. It is in every edition of The Dancing Master, under the name of Under and over; but in a MS. volume of virginal music, formerly in the possession of Mr. Windsor, of Bath, it is entitled A man had three sons.
The ballad of Under and over is in the Pepys Collection, i. 264, b.l., as "A new little Northern Song, called—
" Under and over, over and under,
Or a pretty new jest and yet no wonder; " Or a maiden mistaken, as many now be, View well this glass, and you may plainly see." " To a pretty new Northern tune."
It is very long, full of typographical errors, and devoid of merit; I have therefore only printed the first verse with the music.
In the same volume are the following: "Rocke the babie, Joane: to the tune of Under and over," p. 396; beginning—
" A young man in our parish. His wife was somewhat currish," &c. And at p. 404, another, commencing— .
" There was a country gallant, That wasted had his talent," &c. In the Roxburghe, iii. 176, " Rock the cradle, John:
Let no man at this strange story wonder, It goes to the tune of Over and under." And in the same Collection, i. 411, " The Times' Abuses; to the tune of Over and under; commencing—
'•' Attend, my masters, and give ear," &c. The last is also printed in Collier's Roxburghe Ballads, p. 281.