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EBBA 37665

British Library - Collection of 225 Ballads
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The Miser mump'd of his Gold;
OR,
The merry Frolick of a Lady of Pleasure in Bartholomew-Fair; Shewing, how she fed
the Usurer with Pig, but made him pay for the Sawce.
To the Tune of Let Caesar live long.
Licensed according to Order.

A Lady of Pleasure in Bartholomew-Fair
Was powder'd and painted, nay drest in her Hair;
In such rich Apparel she then did appear
As if her Estate was ten thousand a Year:
Of each huffing Gallant she would make an Ass,
She fed them with Pig, but they paid for the Sawce.

Among all the rest I will mention but one,
A Miser, who is in fair London well known;
Yet I will forbear now to mention his Name,
Because I am willing to keep free from blame:
Of this wretched Miser she made a meer Ass,
She fed him with Pig, but he paid for the Sawce.

'Tis known this old Miser he seldom did eat
From Years-end to Years-end a meal of good meat:
Except it was given him freely, and then

He would eat as much as five labouring Men;
He hapn'd to meet with this beautiful Lass
Who fed him with Pig, but he paid for the sawce.

It hapn'd this Miser went over the Rounds
And under his Arm he had sevenscore Pounds:
The which he was going that Morning to lend:
This Lady she met him and said My dear Friend
Your former good Nature lays claim to a Glass:
She found Wine and Pig, but he paid for the sawce.

The Miser he told her he dare not drink Wine
Nor any such liquors until he had Din'd:
Quoth we, since she here did so luckily meet,
I now am resolved to give thee a treat:
Away to her chamber they straightways did pass,
She fed him with pig, but he paid for the sawce[.]


[Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back.]

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