English literature -- Early modern, 1500-1700; English wit and humor; Great Britain -- Civilization -- 17th century -- Literary collections
If sicknesse Come, this Physick take
it from your heart will set it,
If feare incroach, take more of it,
your heart will soon forget it:
_Apollo_ and the Muses nine,
doe take it in no scorne,
There's no such stuffe to passe the time,
_as the little Barly-Corne_.
Twill make a weeping Widdow laugh,
and some incline to pleasure;
Twill make an old man leave his staffe
and dance a youthfull measure:
And though your clothes be nere so bad,
all ragged, rent, and torne,
Against the Cold you may be clad
_with the little Barly Corne_.
Twill make a Coward not to shrinke,
but be as stout as may be,
Twill make a man that he shall thinke.
that _Jone's_ as good as my Lady:
It will inrich the palest face,
and with Rubies it adorne,
Yet you shall thinke it no disgrace,
_this little Barly Corne_.
Twill make your Gossips merry,
when they their liquor see,
Hey, we shall nere be weary,
sweet Gossip, here's to thee:
Twill make the Country Yeoman
the Courtier for to scorne,
And talk of Law suits ore a Can,
_with this little Barly Corne_.
It makes a man that write cannot
to make you large Indentures,
When as he reeleth home at night,
upon the watch he ventures:
He cares not for the Candle light
that shineth in the horne,
Yet he will stumble the way aright,
_this little Barly-Corne_.
Twill make a Miser prodigall,
and shew himselfe kind hearted
Twill make him never grieve at all,
that from his Coyne hath parted:
Twill make a Shepheard to mistake
his Sheepe before a storme:
Twill make the Poet to excell,
_this little Barly-Corne_.
It will make young Lads to call
most freely for their Liquor,
Twill make a young Lass take a fall,
and rise againe the quicker:
Twill make a man that he
shall sleepe all night profoundly,
And make a man what ere he be
_goe about his businesse roundly_.
Thus the Barly-Corne hath power
even for to change our nature,
And make a Shrew within an houre,
prove a kind-hearted creature:
And therefore here I say againe
let no man tak't in scorne,
That I the vertues doe proclaim
_of the little Barly-Corne_.
Printed in London for E. B.
[Footnote 73: For tune, see Appendix.]
[Footnote 74: ? Sneak.]
[Footnote 75: William Evans, a Welshman in the service
of Charles I. He was 7 ft. 6 in. high and at a masque at
Whitehall drew Sir Jeffrey Hudson out of his pocket. There
used to be a bas-relief over Bull's Head Court in Newgate
Street, of "The King's Porter and Dwarf."]
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