The Ballads and Songs of Yorkshire: Transcribed from Private Manuscripts, Rare Broadsides, and Scarce Publications; with Notes and a Glossary
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The Ballads and Songs of Yorkshire: Transcribed from Private Manuscripts, Rare Broadsides, and Scarce Publications; with Notes and a Glossary
Ballads, English -- England -- Yorkshire -- Texts; Songs, English -- England -- Yorkshire -- Texts
To rectify this great neglect,
Before the cash was spent all,
An useful thing he did erect,
Both cheap and ornamental.
XI.
For he a simple wall did raise
Upon the west-end gable,
And I must own, unto his praise,
It stands yet firm and stable.
XII.
And of his skill to give some proof,
Which he'd not done before:
He built it up above the roof,
Some six feet high or more.
XIII.
Of this, from north to south th' extent
Was full as long as high,
For doing which his wise intent
I'll tell you bye and bye.
XIV.
Two holes quite thro' this wall were seen
Like windows in a garret,
That two small bells might hang therein,
For passengers to stare at.
XV.
But how to get these bells--alas!
Much jangling did create,
Much ale, and much tobacco, was
Consum'd in the debate.
XVI.
One wiser than the rest propos'd
To draw up a petition,
Begging SIR GEORGE[176] would be dispos'd
To pity their condition.
XVII.
That he would kindly grant this boon,
Unto his tenants all,
The dinner-bell that calls at noon
The vassals to his hall.
XVIII.
When to sir George they did impart,
How much they stood in need,
He said he'd give't, with all his heart,
And sent it them with speed.
XIX.
Their need by this being half supply'd,
They wanted now but one,
But that, with judgment great, they cried,
Should have a shriller tone.
XX.
One thought upon a tavern bell,
Another on a miller's,
A third thought one would do as well
That tinkles on a thill-horse.
XXI.
"A fine one's in the Angel bar,"[177]
Says one, "and I can steal it,
If on the bible you'll all swear
You never will reveal it."
XXII.
The clerk, a simple tailor, cry'd
He'd never touch the string,
Or whatsoever else they ty'd
To the accursed thing.
XXIII.
The tailor's speech did for some time
Put all in great combustion,
They said it was no greater crime
To steal a bell than fustian.
XXIV.
Here they had stuck, had it not been
For what I shall relate,
A gift to them quite unforeseen
Which was decreed by fate.
XXV.
A neighb'ring corp'rate town,[178] who found
Their crier's bell too small,
To get one with a deeper sound
Had call'd a common-hall.
XXVI.
The mayor, for th' honor of the place,
Commendably was zealous,
And of whate'er might it disgrace
Was equally as jealous.
XXVII.
Said, "Gentlemen and brethren dear,
You need not now be told
That this here town for many a year
Look'd very mean and old.
XXVIII.
"But so magnificent is grown,
As know ye all full well;
That quality from London town
Choose here to come and dwell.
XXIX.
"Our Mansion-house, inside and out,
So elegant doth rise,
That, in the nation round-about,
'Tis mention'd with surprize.
XXX.
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