[Rock the cradle John, or,] Children after the rate of 24 in a yeare thats 2 euery month as plaine doth appeare, Let no man at this strang [sic] story wonder. It goes to the tune of Ouer and under. L. P. (Laurence Price), fl. 1625-1680? 1625 Approx. 8 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2011-04 (EEBO-TCP Phase 2). A73045 STC 20320.5 ESTC S5221 39960684 ocm 39960684 150523

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- London (England) -- 17th century. 2020-09-21 Content of 'availability' element changed when EEBO Phase 2 texts came into the public domain 2008-08 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-11 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-04 Sampled and proofread 2009-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Children after the rate of 24 in a yeare, Thats 2. euery month as plaine doth appeare, Let no man at this ſtrang ſtory wonder. It goes to the tune, of Ouer and Vnder.

THere was a country gallant, that waſted had his tallent, Not dreading what would fall out, would néeds a wooing ride; Vnto a laſſe of the citty, that courteous was and pritty, This damſell neat and witty; hée would goe make his Bride: This laſſe ſhe had of wealth good ſtore, her ſtocke was threſcore pound and more, Though ſome ſuppoſed her to be poore, the ſame hath late beene tried. Rocke the Cradle, rocke the Cradle, rocke the cradle Iohn, Ther's many a man rockes the cradle, when the childs none of his owne. Vnto this laſſe, incontinent, the young-man went with good intent, His loue was fixed and firmely bent, to take her to his wife: Quoth he my ſwéet, while life doth laſt, my heart is in thy boſome placed, Let not my ſute be now diſgraced, Ile loue thee as my life: Said ſhe your ſuit I muſt deny, for I haue vowed a maid to dye, If I loſe my virginity, it ſure will breed much ſtrife. Rocke the cradle, &c. I haue béene wooed by Harry, but I indéed will tarry, I neuer meane to marry, while I on earth remaine: Sweet William and young Thomas too, and Richard hath made much adoe, And Ned with teares did often wee, but Humphry did complaine, All theſe brane gallants I forſake, I prethee Iohn no more words make, But to ſome other courſe betake, I doe thy ſute diſdayne: Goe rocke the cradle, &c. The man no whit diſmayed, at that which ſhe had ſaid. But with his ſweet heart ſtayed, and did requeſt her ſtill: He did intreat her fauour, twas all that hee did craue her, That he might onely haue her, his fancy to fulfill: My heart doth fry in Cupids fire, thy beauty I doe much admire, Then yeild my loue to my deſire, or elſe a man you kil: Rocke the cradle, &c. When ſhe her ſelfe did vnderſtand, ſhe had a foole caught by the hand, Her ſhip ſhe knew was ſoundly maned, her belly wondrous round: Thought ſhe this is a friend of mine, its beſt make hay while ſunne doth ſhine, Yet to ſome thing I will him ioyne, before my fault be found, Said ſhe if I be made thy wife, thou muſt me humour all thy life, And carefull be for feare of ſtrife. like to a prentiſe bound. Rocke the cradle, &c.
The ſecond part. To the ſame tune. IN the morning if I thee deſire, thou muſt riſe vp and make a fire, And other things I ſhall require, which thou muſt vndertake: My breakefaſt thou muſt dreſſe alſo, that I from bed to it may goe, All theſe hard tasks and many more, thou muſt not then forſake, To bruſh my gowne and ſet my band, make cleane my ſhooes at my command, Thy buſineſſe thou muſt vnderſtand, if I the word but ſpeake. Rocke the cradle, &c. And when we chance to haue a child, thou muſt like to a father milde, Vnto the ſame be reconciled, and daunce it on thy knee: Or if the infant cry for pap, thou then muſt take it in thy lap, And feed it well what euer hap, if Iohn will marry mee: Thou muſt take pains as thou art able, to make the bed and ſerve at table, And lay the young one in the cradle, whilſt I ſing merrily. Rocke the cradle, &c. Sweet heart quoth he to pleaſe thee, Ile doe all things to eaſe thee, I will not once diſeaſe thee, nor yet my loue offend thée, My hands vnder your feete Ile lay, the winde ſhall not my loue annoy, S • e thou wilt be mine onely ioy, Ile loue the to the end, Ile make the bed the houſe ile ſweep, and lull thée baby faſt aſléepe, What you command my ſelfe will keepe, and will my humour bend: Rocke the cradle, &c. To this they both agréed, and marryed were with ſpeed, For ſhe had wondrous need, as you ſhall heare hereafter: The ſame day moneth that they were wedde the married man was finely ſpedde, His wife was ſafely brought to bed, and had both ſonne and daughter, Which by the midwife in was brought, quoth ſhe you haue a ſtrange thing wroght Two children in a month begot, and ſo tooke vp a laughter. Rocke the cradle, rocke the cradle, rocke the cradle Iohn, Said hee the children I will rocke, for why they be mine owne. He kiſt the girle and loued the boy, ſaid he you are your fathers Ioy, Thers many are in great annoy, becauſe they haue no childe: I knew a Lord and Lady faire, that did deſire to haue an heire, Now I my ſelfe haue got a paire, and they are both beguild, My wife is frutefull now I ſee, and will ſome great increaſe bring mee, They are your owne aſſuredly, then ſaid the mid-wife milde, Rocke the cradle, &c. See here the boy is like the dad, which well may make your heart ful glad Cheere vp your ſelfe and be not ſad, for that which here is done: His ruby lips doe plaine diſcloſe, his cherry cheeks and dads owne noſe, For twenty pound, I will not loſe, quoth he my little ſonne: Soe well content this foole was found, he leapt for ioy aboue the ground, Did ſorrowes ſhall quoth he be dround, ſince new are freſh begun: Rocke the cradle, Iog the cradle, thus Ile haue it knowne, I loue to rocke the cradle, the children be mine owne. Al you which now haue heard this dittie, take heed with wiues how you doe fit ye For if you came to London city, you quickely may be ſped As here you ſée this country Lad, within one Moneth was made a Dad Though he but little ſhare int had, his wife was brought to bed, And now this ſimple woodkocke, the cradle is conſtrained to rocke, His neighbours doth deride and mocke, cauſe he is ſo beſtead, They ſhoute and cry, and to him ſay, ſtill the Children Iohn, Tis enough to make the man, to thinke they be none of his owne.
Lau. Price FINIS.

London, Printed for E.B.