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A93897 The good vvomens cryes against the excise of all their commodities. Shewing, as the businesse now stands, they are in no case able to bear such heavy pressures, and insupportable burthens, occasioned by the iuncto's new impost on their wares, whereby they are like to fall into great want of trading, and putting off their commodities at the prizes formerly, to the utter undoing of their deare husbands and families for ever. Therefore having a fellow-feeling of one anothers lamentable and languishing cases, (notwithstanding any act to the contrary) have put forwards themselves to seeke redresse of their aggrievances, and inabilities of their over-burthened husbands insufficiencies, and unsatisfying performances in their severall occupations; have convened together in a feminine convention in Doe-little-lane, and tendred their aggrievances and complaints to the consideration of the Common-wealth; desiring speedy redresse therein. / Written by Mary Stiff, Chair-woman, in vineger verse. Stiff, Mary. 1650 (1650) Wing S5551; Thomason E589_1; ESTC R203595 5,362 8

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The good VVomens CRYES against the EXCISE Of all their Commodities SHEWING As the businesse now stands they are in no Case able to bear such heavy Pressures and insupportable Burthens occasioned by the Iuncto's new Impost on their Wares whereby they are like to fall into great want of Trading and putting off their Commodities at the prizes formerly to the utter undoing of their deare Husbands and Families for ever Therefore having a Fellow-feeling of one anothers lamentable and languishing Cases notwithstanding any Act to the contrary have put forwards themselves to seeke redresse of their aggrievances and inabilities of their over-burthened Husbands insufficiencies and unsatisfying performances in their severall Occupations have convened together in a Feminine Convention in Doe-little-lane and tendred their aggrievances and complaints to the consideration of the Common-wealth desiring speedy redresse therein Written by MARY STIFF Chair-woman in Vineger Verse WESTMINSTER Printed at the Signe of the Hornes in Queen-street neere my Lord Fairfax's House and are to be sold at the Dildoe in Distaffe-Lane 1650. The good VVomens CRYES against the Excise on all their Commodities Good People all that heare our Cryes Pitty poore Womens Miseries WE cannot now set on the Pot with a Sheeps-head dye of the rot Oynon nor Oatemell use God-wot pox take them When that we goe to salt our meat or to make Pyes to bake and eat this damn'd Excise lies in the heat that bakes them We cannot wash our Smocks or Shirts when we have gilded them by squirts but straight in an Excise-man blurts and smells too 't Excise for Soape the Knave requires Excise for Log-wood us'd by Dyers to maintain Rogues Knaves Flooles and Lyars pray looke too 't Tobacco two shillings the pound the Devill sure will them confound good people pray come curse them round and spare not Excise on Ale Excise on Salt Excise on Cloath Excise on Malt Excise on what so ere you call 't and feare not All Linnen fine or course must pay Excise or else they 'l tak 't away Lord who ere thought to see this day in England for Feather-beds for Chairs for Stooles for Childrens Babyes Caps for Pooles and for all handy-crafts-mens tools these Knaves stand Excise for Paper I must pay or else my Muse must pine away they care not what I write or say in anger Excise they have-for Pots and Pans for Pigins Noggins and for Cans yet Harry Martins ware free stands to bang her Excise strong as Aquvaita the Juncto hath to make them mighty and when they 'r warm'd O then they 'l fight ye with ten Whores Excise on Sugar browne and white Excise on Candles that wee light but when King Charles comes then wee 'l fight and quit scores Excise on Spirits they doe lay but from such Spirits Lord we pray deliver us and chase away these vermin they doe Excise Wine by the Tun and all the Liquors that doe run a Halter catch them or a Gun that harme men Sweet Sugar-Candy cannot scape no more then can the juice of Grape Ferriting Shoo-strings Laces Tape they get by Hatbands Ribands Gloves and Hats and for our Beds the very Mats Tinder-Boxes and Rat-Traps they live by Excise for Pepper Currans Figs for Capons Rabbits and for Pigs for Childrens Tops and Whirlygigs pox rate them For Earthen Ware and Skins of Leather a Halter tye them fast together that they may hang in wind and weather to state them Excise on Cheese and Butter too the more for to augment our woe good God what will these Rebells doe to begger 's Excise on Glasses brittle Ware Excise on all save of our care we must lie hard and hardly fare guds doggers Excise on Pewter Tin Lead Brasse to furnish out each ignorance Asse and Assessments for Sir Thomas and Cromwell thus doe they rack thus doe they rave the more we give the more they crave else plundered by each Rogue and Knave and Rake-hell The Bishops Lands and all their store they 've lately sold and yet are poore and like the Horse-Leach cry more more and threaton But if all things hit but aright and Charles the second comes to fight the Rebells will be hang'd downe-right or beaten Tom Ladle then will rue his folly and Bradshaw Jack be melancholly the Loyallists be briske and jolly to heare i Though these have murthered the King they must not thinke to scape the string a joyfull sight to see them swing ne're feare it The roguerie that these Knaves have hatch'd in all the world cannot be match d but in their snare they will be catch'd in halters Wee 'l Bonfires light with Cromwells Nose and Tyburne deck with Charles his foes and Gregory shall have all their Clothes when 't aliers Then will the Sisters snot and snivell and all the Saints make pittious drevil when Cromwel marches to the devil in earnest Corbet will close Mourner bee and Mildmay swing in a whimsie Hie then quoth Leuthall up goe we intrue jeast Such Hypocrits can never scape that murther steale and commit Rape for them the mouth of hel doth gape wide ope were ever people deceiv'd thus was ever King so glorious or Religion reform'd thus by Poper Gun powder Traytors did but intend to bring their King to such an end but that the Devill was not their friend betray'd them but these have in an open Hall with impudence gone beyond all nor did those blondy Traytors fall dismay them They butcher'd Charles at his owne gate they tooke his Jewells Money Plate and call themselves a Free State by plunder They sold his Haire his Blood and Crowne they keep the Prince too from his own were ever such damn'd Traytors knowne O wonder They sold his Houshold-stuffe Goods his Mannors Forrests Chases Woods yet seek to shed his Childrens bloods like Devills They damn'd their souls by treacherie sacriledge and perjurie of covetousnesse no end we see of evills Our Husbands they no work can get our Children starve for want of meat and all we earne must make Knaves great in bravery whilst Cromwells Trull sits like a Queen in Cloath of Silver Sattin green eats all the dainties can be seen by slavery Then doth her Stallion feed his fill and of his Last then has his will Morley must make and Noll must kill 't is pretty each stinking Pusse that t'other day served the Hogs and went to hay now 's clad in the Queens rich aray ' th' City Whilst Fairfax with 's bable-Nose weares the Kings rich Gloves and Cloaths and of his Hangings doth dispose God save us his Fro that came from Rotterdam and makes the simpleton a R as proud as is the Devills Damme out-brave us whilst Mistris Pride that stinks of graines must have two maids beare up her traines although her legges be full of Blaines and itchie These be the Nobles of our Land greatest in power and command for which you worke you fight you stand they 'l fit ye When Bradskaw's Doxie doth lie in she has the Queens Child-bed linnen as if the Brat to Charles were Kin ber Bastard That great Lollpoop's no sooner up but has his Caudle in the Kings Cup