From thence I went to Westminster and for to see the Tombs, Ah, said I, what a house is here, with an infinite sight of Rooms? Sweetly the Abby bells did ring, it was a fine sight to see, Methought I was going to Heaven in a string _like a great Boobee_. But as I went along the Street the most part of the day, Many gallants did I meet methought they were very gay: I blew my Nose and foul'd my Hose, some people did me see, They said I was a Beastly Fool, _and a great Boobee_. Next day I through _Pye Corner_ past the roast meat on the Stall Invited me to take a taste my Money was but small: The Meat I pickt, the Cook me kickt as I may tell to thee, He beat me sore, and made me rore, _like a great Boobee_. As I through Smithfield lately walkt a gallant Lass I met Familiarly with me she talkt, which I cannot forget: She proferr'd me a pint of Wine, methought she was wondrous free, To the Tavern then I went with her, _like a great Boobee_. She told me we were neer of kin, and call'd for Wine good store, Before the reckoning was brought in my Cousin proved a ----: My Purse she pickt, and went away, my Cousin couzned me, The Vintner kickt me out of door, _like a great Boobee_. At the _Exchange_ when I came there, I saw most gallant things, I thought the Pictures living were of all our English Kings: I doft my Hat, and made a Leg, and kneeled on my knee, The people laught, and call'd me Fool, _and great Boobee_. To _Paris Garden_[F. 56] then I went, where there is great resort, My pleasure was my punishment, I did not like the sport: The Garden Bull with his stout horns on high then tossed me, I did bewray myself with fear, _like a great Boobee_. Then o're the Water did I pass, as you shall understand, I dropt into the Thames alas before I came to Land: The Water-man did help me out, and thus did say to me, Tis not thy fortune to be drown'd _like a great Boobee_. But I have learned so much wit, shall shorten all my cares, If I can but a License get to play before the Bears: 'Twill be a gallant place indeed, as I may tell to thee Then who dare call me Fool or Ass _or great Boobee_. Printed for _F. Coles_,[F. 57] in _Wine Street_, on _Saffron Hill_ near _Hatton Garden_. [Footnote 53: For tune see Appendix.] [Footnote 54: The alphabet, so called because in the old Horn books the letters, which were of course in a row, commenced with a Cross. In Morley's _Introduction to Practical Music_ (printed 1597) is the following: "Christes Crosse be my speed, in all vertue to proceede A. b. c. d. e. f. g. h. i. k. l. m. n. o. p. q. r. s. and t. double u. v. with y, ezod & per se, con per se, tittle, tittle est. Amen. When you have done begin again, begin again!"] [Footnote 55: Kissed (bussed).]