Humours of Gravel-Lane, or, The cobler's daughter's wedding/The Humours of Gravel-Lane; or, The Cobler's Daughter's Wedding

Humours of Gravel-Lane, or, The cobler's daughter's wedding (1802)
The Humours of Gravel-Lane; or, The Cobler's Daughter's Wedding
3279130Humours of Gravel-Lane, or, The cobler's daughter's wedding — The Humours of Gravel-Lane; or, The Cobler's Daughter's Wedding1802

The HUMOURS OF GRAVEL-LANE;

or, the

COBLER'S DAUGHTER’S WEDDING.

A TAYLOR courted a Cobler’s Daughter,
whoſe living was near Gravel-lane,
But mark, I pray, what followed after,
for ſhe was a girl that was fond of the game
When he came to her, thinking to woo her,
her father to him thus begun,
Says, If you’ll take her and wife you’ll make her,
I’ll give you a portion when you’re my ſon.

Although I ſay it, ſhe is a clever girl,
as ever was bred in Gravel-lane,
Although ſhe’s dreft in no rich apparel,
there’s many a dray-boy knows her name:
Bear down upon her, you'll gain the honour,
that none before has ever done,
That is to take her, and a wife to make her,
and you’ll gain the title of a cobler’s ſon,

Then ſays the Taylor, I do not rattle,
I am worth a thimble, gooſe, and ſheers,
Likewiſe a needle I have us’d in battle,
againſt all my foes for theſe many years;
Where’er they ſeize me, or try to teaſe me,
I run them quite thro’ ’till the job’s done,
So if I take her, and a wife I make her.
I'll have a portion when I’m your ſon.

The portion I will give to my daughter,
’tis worth a couple of pence or more,
So of her I beg you will make no laughter,
for ſhe is the child we do adore;

Two wooden ſpoons and an old tin kettle,
a pipkin crack’d but doth not run,
So if you take her, and wife you make her,
all this you’ll have when you’re my ſon,

The jolly Taylor quickly conſented,
for to be married out of hand.
And with her portion he was contented,
being as much as he did demand;
In a cart were carried for to be married,
in a rag ſned the firſt job was done,
Where the old wife danc'd & the cobler pranc'd
for to ſee their daughter and their ſon.

A Chimney Sweeper he was the Parſon,
an old Small Coal-man he stood for Clerk,
To view the Bride ſhe was quite handſome,
was you to ſee her in the dark;
She was hump-backed, and bandy-legged,
and her mouth as wide as a barrel’s bung,
So they were wedded, and then were bedded,
in Gravel-lane all amongſt the dung.


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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