Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages (v. 17)

Author:   Percy Society
Publisher:   General Books LLC
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9781459067202


Pages:   200
Publication Date:   06 August 2009
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Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages (v. 17)


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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: So I'l1 tell thec, I went to the market t'other day, And the doat figB I boft, why I saved them away. Says Mai, Tom Treloar, if that be the caase, May the Lord bless for ever that sweet pretty faace; If thee'st give me thy doat figs thee'st boft in the fear, I'l1 swear to the now, thee shu'st marry me here. Stiller anU A Miller, especially if he happen to be the owner of a soke- mill, has always been deemed fair game for the village satirist. Of the numerous songs written in ridicule of the calling of the rogues in grain, the following is one of the best and most popular: its quaint humour will recommend it to our readers. There was a crafty miller, and he Had lusty sons, one, two, and three: He called them all, and asked their will, If that to them he left his mill. He called first to his eldest son, Saying, My life is almost run; If I to you this mill do make, What toll do you intend to take? Father, said he, my name is Jack; Out of a bushel I'll take a peck, From every bushel that I grind, That I may a good living find. Thou art a fool! the old man said, Thou hast not well learned thy trade; This mill to thee I ne'er will give, For by such toll no man can live. He called for his middlemost son, Saying, My life is almost run; If I to you this mill do make, What toll do you intend to take ? Father, says he, my mind is Ralph; Out of a bushel I'll take a half, From every bushel that I grind, That I may a good living find. Thou art a fool! the old man said, Thou hast not well learned thy trade; This mill to thee I ne'er will give, For by such toll no man can live. He called for his youngest son, Saying, My life is almost run; If I to you this mill do make, What toll do you intend to take? Father, said he, I'm your only boy, For taking...

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Author:   Percy Society
Publisher:   General Books LLC
Imprint:   General Books LLC
Dimensions:   Width: 22.90cm , Height: 1.10cm , Length: 15.20cm
Weight:   0.301kg
ISBN:  

9781459067202


ISBN 10:   1459067207
Pages:   200
Publication Date:   06 August 2009
Audience:   General/trade ,  General
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active
Availability:   In Print   Availability explained
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