FOR PRIVATE CIRCULATION ONLY. 
 
 ATTEMPTED SUPPRESSION OF 
 
 TIPTREE FAIR AND RACES, 
 
 FORTY YEARS AGO. 
 
 SONG. 
 
 [About forty years ago. several attempts were made by interested 
 parties to suppress Tiptree Fair and Races altogether ; and, on 
 one of these occasions, the conduct of a respectable individual, long 
 since deceased, who resided near the fair-ground, was so offensive 
 to the frequenter 8 of Tiptree, as to give rise to the following Song 
 of six stanzas, which became very popular in the neighbourhood 
 among the humbler classes The immodesty displayed in some parts 
 of it forbids its being here reprinted entire.] 
 
 COME, listen awhile, and my ditty now hear, 
 
 'Tis of a proud farmer that lives very near ; 
 
 He hath a young wife, and a fine woman too, 
 
 But ah ! she is plagued * * * * • 
 
 When he first came to Tiptree, the Fair it did suit 
 To get in his harvest without more dispute ; 
 
 The money was handy to pay off his men. 
 
 Or, at the week's end, he must not be seen then. 
 
 If the Fair had consisted of none but the grand. 
 
 He’d have bow’d and have scrap’d with his hat in his hand; 
 But he saw many poor standing close by his gate. 
 
 And these are the people the doth hate. 
 
 Tho’ he’s took the King's daughter and made her his wife, 
 She ne’er can enjoy the sweet pleasure of life ; 
 
 For he is but a , do all that he can, 
 
 And cannot perform “ the Whole Duty of Man \” 
 
 ****** 
 
 To wind-up my ditty, — all’s true what I state. 
 
 Such pleasure as this the young women hate ; 
 
 For they all love a kissing, I vow and declare. 
 
 So— the deuce take the who’d put by the Fair! 
 
 REPRINTED JULY, 1843.