Editor’s NoteThe Country LifeTo a French tune
- 11. Fondlings! keepe to th'Citty,
- 2Yee shall have my pitty;
- 3But my Envy, not:
- 4Since much larger measure
- 5Of true Pleasure,
- 6I'me sure's in the Country gott.
- 72. Here's noe Dinne, noe Hurry,
- 8None seekes here to curry
- 9Favour, by base meanes:
- 10Flattry's hence excluded;
- Editor’s Note11Hee's secluded
- 12Who speakes ought, but what Hee meanes.
- pg 24133. Though your Talke, and Weeds bee
- 14Glittering, yett your Deeds bee
- 15Poore, wee them dispize:
- 16Silken are our Actions,
- Editor’s Note17And our Pactions,
- Editor’s Note18Though our Coats and Words bee Frize.
- 194. Here's noe Lawyer brawling;
- 20Rising Poore, Rich falling;
- 21Each is, what Hee was:
- 22That we have, enjoying:
- 23Not annoying
- 24Any Good, Another has.
- 255. There y'have Ladyes gawdy;
- 26Dames, that can talke bawdy;
- 27True, w'have none such here:
- 28Yett our Girles love surely,
- 29And have purely
- 30Cheekes unpainted, Soules most cleare.
- 316. Sweet, and fresh our Ayre is;
- 32Each Brooke coole, and fayre is;
- 33On the Grasse wee treade:
- 34Foule's your Ayre, Streets, Water;
- Editor’s Note35And thereafter
- 36Are the Lives which there you leade.
- 377. Not our time in Drenching,
- 38Cramming, Gaming, Wenching,
- 39Here wee cast away:
- 40Yett wee too, are Jolly:
- 42Comes not neare us, Night, nor Day.
- pg 25438. Scarce the Morne is peeping
- 44But wee straight leave sleeping;
- 45From our Beds wee rise:
- 46To the Field then hye wee;
- 47And there ply wee
- 48Wholsome, harmelesse Exercise.
- 499. Each comes back a winner;
- 50Each brings home his Dinner,
- 51Which was first his Sport:
- 52And uppon itt feasting,
- 53Toying, jeasting,
- 54W'envy not your Cates att Court.
- 5510. Th' Afternoones wee loose not,
- 56Idleness wee choose not,
- 57But are still employ'd:
- 58Dancers some, some Bowlers,
- 59Some are Fowlers,
- 60Some in angling most are joy'd.
- 6111. Th'Evening home-wards brings us,
- 62Whither Hunger wings us;
- 63Ready soone's our Food:
- 64Spare, light, sweet to th'Pallett,
- 65And a sallet
- 66To refresh our heated Blood.
- 6712. Pleasantly then talking
- 68Forth wee goe a walking;
- 69Thence returne to rest:
- 70Noe sad Dreame incumbers
- 71Our sweet slumbers;
- 72Innocence thus makes us Blest.
- pg 267313. Keepe now, keepe to th'Citty
- 74Fondlings! y'have my pitty,
- 75But my Envy, not:
- 76Since much larger measure
- 77Of true pleasure
- 78You see's in the Country gott.
The Country Life. This is the only poem in this section of the manuscript to which the poet himself has given a title.
l. 11. secluded: ostracized.
l. 17. Pactions: bargains, agreements; now chiefly Scottish.
l. 18. Frize: frieze, a coarse woollen cloth with nap usually on one side only.