A warning-piece for Ingroosers of corn;  
BEING A true Relation how the devil met with one Goodman 〈…〉, within six miles of ● in 〈◊〉; as he was coming from 〈◊〉 Market, and bargained for a great quantity of barley for eight shillings a bushel and gave 〈◊〉; and when he came to fetch it, brought carts and Horses to their 〈◊〉) and while 'twas measuring the devil vanished, and tore the barn in pieces, and scattered all the corn with such winds and Tempest, which hath done 〈◊〉 great harm both by Sea and Land, the like was never heard of before, the Farmer now 〈◊〉 distracted.  
Sent in a Letter to be Printed, by Christopher ●mmerson, George Dixon, & Richard Higgins. To the Tune of, In Summer time, &c.  
 

GOod People all pray lend an ear  
to this my Song, that's strange and true,  
Wherein I briefly shall Declare,  
the full Relation here to you.   

If any Misers you do know,  
that hoards up corn, to starve the poor,  
If that these Lines you to them show  
'twill make them sure bring out their Store   

In Norfolk did this chance befall,  
at Bowton where this Man did dwell,  
And Goodman Inglebred they do him call,  
who had great store of corn to sell.   

But he as many thousands more,  
without any remorse or pity,  
Was folly resolved to keep his Store,  
to bring a Dearth in Town and City.   

He being at Market on a day,  
at Linn a place that's known full well:  
And Riding home upon the way,  
He had a Customer from Hell,   

The devil did him over take,  
in habit being very brave,  
Who did a bargain with him make,  
and half-a-crown in earnest gave.   

The price was very great they made,  
and barley that must be the gain,  
Eight shillings a bushel must be paid,  
being well contented with such gain.   

And thus the devil and he agreed,  
likewise the time to fetch the same:  
The Miser hied him home with speed,  
for to provide against he came.   

When he came home he was full glad,  
and to his Wife he did unfold  
What bargain, and what price he had,  
likewise what quantity he sold.   

With that his Wife made this reply,  
as by his Servants it was told,  
None but the devil would ●ive so high  
a price (quoth she) as you ●●te sold.   

The second Part, to ●ame the Tune.  
 

To 〈◊〉 straight he set his Men,  
to make it ready against the day.  
And the devil was as ready then,  
against the 〈◊〉 to ●etch't away.   

The day being come the devil brought  
his furniture, to take these stores,  
With Horse & cart, as to their thought,  
the Man he straight threw 〈◊〉 ye●oores.   

To measuring straight his barley out,  
this man began with all his 〈◊〉;  
With that the Div●ll made a Rout,  
and of t●e Bargain soon was freed.   

The devil vanished straight away,  
such Storms and Winds ne'er heaard before  
No People thereabouts durst stay;  
the Barns in paces all he tore   

His barn and corn it all was spo●●'d,  
and all the country round likewise,  
Had all their Houses then ●●tyl'd,  
such Winds they ne'er saw from the skies.   

This Farmer fell disstracted straight,  
he cannot take no Rest nor sleep.  
And 〈◊〉 the devil doth for him ●●●ight,  
his bargain he must with him keep.   

All you that hoard, and buy up corn,  
and 〈◊〉 it up to make it dear,  
Although you long long have been forborn,  
There's Rods in 〈◊〉 for you I hear.   

〈…〉 now is brought about,  
〈…〉 you will ere long,  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 you will be made bring out,  
you shall not do the poor such wrong.   

The Lord I hope will ●eare the 〈◊〉,  
,  
 
.   

The Lord preseve our King, and bless  
him from the treacherous harms of those,  
That are his Enemies, yet profess  
they love Him yet prove secret Foes.   

The Queen God send her safe to ●and,  
and all the Progeny preserve:  
Likewise for those that faithful stand  
and from him yet did never swerve.   

My prayers shall daily be for those,  
with many thousands more beside  
〈◊〉 such I take his che●●●st Foes  
that's given to Covet●ousness & Pride.   

For you that deals in corn and grain,  
to whom these Lines in chh belong,  
Beware of such 〈◊〉 gain,  
where none but poor doth bear the wrong,   

So to Conclude and make an end,  
for Peace and Plenty, let us pray,  
That God may st●●● the poor-man's friend,  
for the poor are now the rich-man's prey.     

London, printed for William Gilbertson, at the Bible in Giltspur-street,  
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