Our ladies in those days In civil habit went; Broad-cloth was then worth praise, A man might then behold, And meat for great and small: The poor from the gates were not chidden, Black Jacks to every man Were fill'd with wine and beer; No pewter pot nor can In those days did appear: Good cheer in a nobleman's house When this old cap was new. We took not fuch delight In cups of filver fine; None under the degree of a knight In plate drunk beer or wine: Now each mechanical man Hath a cupboard of plate for a fhew; Which was a rare thing then, When this old cap was new. Then bribery was unborn, At that time hardly knew; No captain then carous'd, Nor spent poor foldier's pay; Which made them forward ftill To go, although not preft; And going with good will, Their fortunes were the beft. Our English then in fight Did foreign foes fubdue, And forc'd them all to flight, When this old cap was new. God fave our gracious king, And fend him long to live; Lord, mifchief on them bring, That will not their alms give, But feek to rob the poor Of that which is their due: This was not in time of yore, When this old cap was new. FINIS. |