A.S.Buxton Collection (1920)
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PLOUGH MONDAY PLAY EAST BRIDGFORD VERSION.
"in comes I who ain't oome yet, with my big XL, and little wet, My head is large my
wet is small, I can act Tom Fool as well as all, Okum, Pokum, France and Spain,
In cories Sergeant all the same".
Enter Serjeant.
S. "In comes I, the Recruiting Serjeant, I arrived here just now, I had orders
from the King to enlist all jolly fellows that follow horse, cart or plough,
tinkers, tailors, pedlars, nailors all at my advance, the more I hear the
fiddle play the better I can dance."
Tom Fool. "You dance?".
S. "Yes, me dance".
Enter farmer's man.
F.M. "In comes I, the farmer's man, Here you see my wife in hand, I can go and plough
the land, Turn it upside down, I can go from end to end, Scarcely make a balk
or bend, To my horses I attend, as we go marching round the end, Come here
worfe up golley."
T.F. "Don't die in despair, Soon the lady will appear".
Enter lady.
Lady. "In comes I, the lady bright good fortune and sweet charms so scornful has been
thrown right away out you lover's arms, He swears if I don't wed with him, as
you may understand he will list for a soldier and go in some foreign land."
R.S. "Will you take this shilling and serve the king."
F.M. "Yes, and to my sorrow".
L. "Since my lover has listed and Joined the volunteers I neither mean to sigh for
him, nor shed. a single tear, I do not mean to sigh for him, but mean to let
him know, I'll have another sweetheart, and along with him I'll go."
R.S. "Come all you lads that are bound for listing, list and do not be afraid, you
shall wear all kinds of ribbons, Likewise kiss that pretty maid."
Enter King George.
K.G. "In comes I, King George, stout champion and bold, who fought the fiery dragons
and brought them to the slaughter, by which great deads I gained Saleen the
King of Egypt's daughter. And by turning myself round in this house tonight to
see if any man shall stand before me".
L. "I dare stand before you with my bright and glittering sword I'll ish you,
smish you small as flies, send. you to Jamaica to make mince pies."
They fight. Serjeant wins.
T.F. "£5 for a doctor."
K.G. £10 to stop away".
T.F. "He must come on a case like this".
Dr. (from outside). "whoa, hold my poney rub him down with a brush, give him a
stiff feed of cold water, nip his tabs and mind he don't bite you.
Doctor enters.
"Take hold of my box hat, hedge gloves and walking stick. In comes I the
doctor."
R.S. "You a doctor?".
Dr. "Yes, me a doctor".
R.S. "How came you to be a doctor?".
Dr. "Travelled for it."
R.S. "Where did you travel?".
Dr. "England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales, where I found many a piece of pork-pie,
that what's made me as big a man as I am."
T.F. "Big man, doctor?".
Dr. "Yes, as big a man as any in the town of my own size".
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T.F. "What pains can you cure?".
Dr. "Hipsy, pipsy, palsy, gout, pains within and pains without, draw a tooth,
set a leg, cure pains within the blood, I went 9 miles you side york to
cure old mother Cork.
She tumbled. upstairs with an empty tea-pot half full of flour, grazed.
her shin on her elbow, made her stocking leg bleed. I cured all that.
T.F. "Clever man doctor, better try your experiment on this young chap".
Dr. "He's not dead but in a trance, so rise young man and dance.
If you can't dance, we can sing.
So rise young man and let's begin".
All. "Good master and good mistress,
You see our fool is gone,
We make it our duty to follow him along.
Good master and good mistress,
As you sit around. your fire,
Remember us plough lads that plough through mud and mire,
The mud it is so very deep, the water runs so clear,
We'll thank you for a Christmas box,
And a pitcher of your best beer.
We thank you for civility and what you've given us here,
We wish you all good night and another Happy Year.*.
some at same place after Dr, travels in Eng.Scot. Wales".
"round my old grandmother's cupboard where I found many a piece
of pork-pie which", etc., also Dr. feels patients heel. T.F.
"His pulse isn't in his heel". Dr. "Yes the biggest part about
a man's body, better give him some of my wiff waff down his
tiff taff." He is not dead yet etc. |
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