The Pennyles Pilgrimage: Or The Money-lesse Perambulation of John TaylorTaylor, John
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The Pennyles Pilgrimage: Or The Money-lesse Perambulation of John Taylor
Taylor, John
Great Britain -- Description and travel -- Early works to 1800; Great Britain -- Social life and customs
So much in verse, and now I'll change my style,
And seriously I'll write in prose awhile.
To the purpose then: my first night's lodging in _Scotland_ was at a
place called _Moffat_, which they say, is thirty miles from _Carlisle_,
but I suppose them to be longer than forty of such miles as are betwixt
_London_ and Saint _Albans_, (but indeed the Scots do allow almost as
large measure of their miles, as they do of their drink, for an English
gallon either of ale or wine, is but their quart, and one Scottish mile
(now and then, may well stand for a mile and a half or two English) but
howsoever short or long, I found that day's journey the weariest that
ever I footed; and at night, being come to the town, I found good
ordinary country entertainment: my fare and my lodging was sweet and
good, and might have served a far better man than myself, although
myself have had many times better: but this is to be noted, that though
it rained not all the day, yet it was my fortune to be well wet twice,
for I waded over a great river called _Esk_ in the morning, somewhat
more than four miles distance from _Carlisle_ in _England_, and at night
within two miles of my lodging, I was fain to wade over the river of
_Annan_ in _Scotland_, from which river the county of _Annandale_, hath
its name. And whilst I waded on foot, my man was mounted on horseback,
like the _George_ without the Dragon. But the next morning, I arose and
left _Moffat_ behind me, and that day I travelled twenty-one miles to a
sorry village called _Blythe_, but I was blithe myself to come to any
place of harbour or succour, for since I was born, I never was so weary,
or so near being dead with extreme travel: I was foundered and
refoundered of all four, and for my better comfort, I came so late, that
I must lodge without doors all night, or else in a poor house where the
good wife lay in child-bed, her husband being from home, her own servant
maid being her nurse. A creature naturally compacted, and artificially
adorned with an incomparable homeliness: but as things were I must
either take or leave, and necessity made me enter, where we got eggs and
ale by measure and by tail. At last to bed I went, my man lying on the
floor by me, where in the night there were pigeons did very bountifully
mute in his face: the day being no sooner come, and having but fifteen
miles to _Edinburgh_, mounted upon my ten toes, and began first to
hobble, and after to amble, and so being warm, I fell to pace by
degrees; all the way passing through a fertile country for corn and
cattle: and about two of the clock in the afternoon that Wednesday,
being the thirteenth of August, and the day of _Clare_ the Virgin (the
sign being in _Virgo_) the moon four days old, the wind at west, I came
to take rest, at the wished, long expected, ancient famous city of
_Edinburgh_, which I entered like Pierce Penniless,oeee11] altogether
moneyless, but I thank God, not friendless; for being there, for the
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