THE OLD AND YOUNG COURTIER. ANONYMOUS. AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, And the queen's old courtier. With an old lady, whose anger one word assuages; They every quarter paid their old servants their wages, And never knew what belong'd to coachmen, footmen, nor pages, But kept twenty old fellows with blue coats and badges; Like an old courtier, &c. With an old study fill'd full of learned old books, With an old reverend chaplain, you might know him by his looks, With an old buttery hatch worn quite off the hooks, And an old kitchen, that maintain'd half a dozen old cooks ; Like an old courtier, &c. With an old hall, hung about with pikes, guns, and bows, With old swords and bucklers, that had borne many shrewd blows, And an old frieze coat, to cover his worship's trunk hose, And a cup of old sherry, to comfort his copper nose; Like an old courtier, &c. With a good old fashion, when Christmas was come, And old liquor able to make a cat speak, and man dumb; With an old falconer, huntsmen, and a kennel of hounds, But to his eldest son his house and lands he assign'd, To be good to his old tenants, and to his neighbours be kind : And the king's young courtier. Like a flourishing young gallant, newly come to his land, With a newfangled lady, that is dainty, nice, and spare, Like a young courtier, &c. With a new-fashion'd hall, built where the old one stood, With a fine marble chimney, wherein burns neither coal nor wood, Like a young courtier, &c. With a new study, stuff'd full of pamphlets and plays, And a new chaplain, that swears faster than he prays, With a new buttery hatch, that opens once in four or five days, And a new French cook, to devise fine kickshaws and toys: Like a young courtier, &c. With a new fashion, when Christmas is drawing on, On a new journey to London straight we all must begone, Who relieves the poor with a thump on the back with a stone; With a new gentleman usher, whose carriage is complete, With a new coachman, footmen, and pages to carry up the meat, With a waiting gentlewoman, whose dressing is very neat, Who, when her lady has dined, lets the servants not eat; Like a young courtier, &c. With new titles of honour, bought with his father's old gold, Or the king's young courtiers. BB TIME'S ALTERATION. ANONYMOUS. WHEN this old cap was new, 'Tis since two hundred years; No malice then we knew, But all things plenty were: All friendship now decays (Believe me this is true); Which was not in those days, When this old cap was new. The nobles of our land Were much delighted then, To have at their command A crew of lusty men, Who by their coats were known, Of tawny, red, or blue, With crests on their sleeves shown, When this old cap was new. Now pride hath banish'd all, Unto our land's reproach, When he whose means is small Maintains both horse and coach: Instead of a hundred men, The coach allows but two; This was not thought on then, When this old cap was new. |