Yea & Nay the Quaker, Deceiv'd:
OR,
The Taylors Cabbidge Discovered,
Shewing how a Taylor took a Satten Gown to make for a Lady, and how he Cabbidged four yards of the Satten out of it.
To the Tune of, The Two English Travellers: Or, Packingtons Pound. This may be Printed, R.P.
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ILe tell you a jest if you'l listen a while,
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How a Taylors wife did her husband beguile,
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A Taylor he was, and he often would say,
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He did not love Cabbidge by Yea and by Nay.
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His Customers thinking that he did say true,
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They willingly brought him their work for to do,
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But he would deceive them and Cabidge would pinch,
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Nay if it was possible, out of an Inch.
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The Spirit forsook him his light it was out,
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He wandred in darkness then without all doubt.
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For one of the tricks which this Quaker did do,
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The following lines will declare unto you.
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A Gown for a Lady he had for to make,
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And how much Cabbidge do you think he did take?
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Then out of the piece of fine Sattin so pure,
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Though Yea and Nay could not no Cabbidge indure,
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Four yards of this Sattin the Taylor did take,
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Intending to use it for the Ladies sake,
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And for to secure it he put it in hell,
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Yea and Nay not dreading what after befell.
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The Gown for the Lady he put in a bagg,
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And as if he would carry home e'ry ragg,
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He took all the scraps and small bits he could see
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And put in the bagg to vouch his honesty.
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He often deceived his Customers so,
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Some scraps and small pieces to them he would show
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Saying Yea and Nay, there was all that was left,
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That he by his cunning might colour his theft.
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His wife was a Quaker, more Zealous then he
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And would not to any such dealings agree,
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She thought by persuading him over and o're,
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To make him live honest and Cabbidge no more.
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But this was a lesson too hard for to learn,
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Poor Yea and nay thought he but little could earn
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If he did not Cabbidge now and then a bit,
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So that he resolved for to do it yet.
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His wife seeing all her perswasions in vain,
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And that he in deeds of darkness did remain:
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The Spirit did move her, she thought it a sin
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To let him so long to continue therein.
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Therefore to deceive the deceiver, straight she
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Went and took the four yards of Sattin, which he
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Thought sure was good Cabbidge, but she put it down
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Into the bag, for to go home with the gown.
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The Taylor then taking the Bagg, he did go
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To carry the Gown home, and the scraps also,
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Unto the same Lady for whom it was made,
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And when he came there unto him thus she said.
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Friend hast thou been honest and true unto me,
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And put all the Silk in the Gown I gave thee:
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With a Saint-like look he demurely did say,
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He did not love Cabbidge by Yea and by Nay.
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Said he, for to clear thee of any such doubt,
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I have brought what is left, then straight to pull out
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The Gown, and small pieces, the bag he unty'd,
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And pull'd out his un-look'd-for Cabbide beside.
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O friend, said the Lady, I pray what is this,
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I find by my hand that you have done amiss,
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The Taylor perceiving his Cabbidge so near,
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Fell quaking and shaking with terrible fear.
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Then down on his Marrow-bones straight he did fall
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And humbly confessed the truth of it all:
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Thus often repeating in his quaking fit,
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O Satan, O Satan, was the cause of it.
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The Lady did pardon him since he did say,
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He ne'r would do so no more by Yea and Nay:
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But if that he did he resolv'd in his mind,
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His wife should not know it, she was so unkind.
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FINIS.
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