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A Canting song.
THe Ruffin cly the nab of the Harman beck,
If we mawnd Pannam, lap, or Ruff pecke,
Or poplars of yarum: he cuts, bing to the Ruffmans,
Or els he sweares by the light-mans,
To put our stamps in the Harmans.
The ruffian cly the ghost of the Harmanbeck,
If we heaue a booth we cly the Ierke.
If we niggle, or mill a bowsing Ken,
Or nip a boung that has but a win,
Or dup the giger of a Gentry cofes ken,
To the quier cuffing we bing,
And then to the quier Ken, to scowre the Cramp-ring,
And then to the Trin'de on the chutes, in the lightmans
The Bube & Ruffian cly the Harman beck & harmans.
Thus Englished.
THe Diuell take the Constables head,
If we beg Bacon, Butter-milke or bread,
Or Pottage, to the hedge he bids vs hie,
Or sweares (by this light) ith stocks we shall lie.
The Deuill haunt the Constables ghoast,
If we rob but a Booth, we are whipt at a poast.
If an Ale-house we rob, or be tane with a Whore,
Or cut a purse that has iust a penny and no more,
Or come but stealing in at a Gentlemans dore,
To the Iustice straight we goe,
And then to the Iayle to be shackled: And so,
To be hangd on the gallowes ith day time: the pox
And the Deuill take the Constable and his stocks.
We haue Canted (I feare) too much, let vs now giue eare to the Bel-man, and heare what he speaks in english.