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            The Black Procession
               
            
            The Black Procession
               1712
            
            
From The Triumph of Wit, by J. SHIRLEY:—“The twenty craftsmen, described by the notorious thief-taker Jonathan Wild”.
            
            Good people, give ear, whilst a story I tell,
            Of twenty black tradesmen who were brought up in hell,
            On purpose poor people to rob of their due;
            There’s none shall be nooz’d if you find but one true. 
1 hung
            The first was a coiner, that stampt in a mould;
            The second a voucher to put off his gold,  
2 passer of base coin
            Toure you well; hark you well, see  
3 Look! be on your guard
              Where they are rubb’d,  
4 taken
            Up to the nubbing cheat where they are nubb’d. 
5 gallows: hung
            
            
            II
            
            
            The third was a padder, that fell to decay, 
6 Tramp or foot-pad.
            Who used for to plunder upon the highway;
            The fourth was a mill-ken to crack up a door, 
7 housebreaker
            He’d venture to rob both the rich and the poor,
            The fifth was a glazier who when he creeps in, 
8 window thief
            To pinch all the lurry he thinks it no sin. 
9 valuables
                  Toure you well, etc.
            
            
            
            
            
            III
            
            The sixth is a file-cly that not one cully spares,
10 pickpocket; man or silly fop
            The seventh a budge to track softly upstairs; 
11 sneaking-thief
            The eighth is a bulk, that can bulk any hick, 
12 accomplice who jostles whilst another robs: countryman
            If the master be nabbed, then the bulk he is sick,
            The ninth is an angler, to lift up a grate 
13 thief who hooks goods from shop-windows
            If he sees but the lurry his hooks he will bait.
                Toure you well, etc.
            
            
            IV
            
            The tenth is a shop-lift that carries a Bob,
            When he ranges the city, the shops for to rob.
            The eleventh a bubber, much used of late;
            Who goes to the ale house, and steals all their plate,
            The twelfth is a beau-trap, if a cull he does meet
            He nips all his cole, and turns him into the street.
                  Toure you well, etc.
            
            
            V
            
            The thirteenth a famble, false rings for to sell, 
17 Notes
            When a mob, he has bit his cole he will tell;
            The fourteenth a gamester, if he sees the cull sweet 
18 an easy dupe
            He presently drops down a cog in the street; 
19 a lure
            The fifteenth a prancer, whose courage is small, 
20 horse-thief
            If they catch him horse-coursing, he’s nooz’d once for all.  
21 hung
                Toure you well, etc.
            
            
            VI
            
            The sixteenth a sheep-napper, whose trade is so deep, 
22 sheep-stealer
            If he’s caught in the corn, he’s marked for a sheep 
23 as a duffer
            The seventeenth a dunaker, that stoutly makes vows, 
24 cattle-lifter
            To go in the country and steal all the cows;
            The eighteenth a kid-napper, who spirits young men,
            Tho’ he tips them a pike, they oft nap him again.
                Toure you well, etc.
            
            
            VII
            
            The nineteenth’s a prigger of cacklers who harms, 
25 poultry-thief
            The poor country higlers, and plunders the farms; 
26 bumpkins
            He steals all their poultry, and thinks it no sin,
            When into the hen-roost, in the night, he gets in;
            The twentieth’s a thief-catcher, so we him call,
            Who if he be nabb’d will be made pay for all.
               Toure you well, etc.
            
            [in 
Bacchus and Venus (1737) an additional stanza is given:—]
            
            
            VIII
            
            There’s many more craftsmen whom here I could name, 
27 members of the Canting Crew
            Who use such-like trades, abandon’d of shame;
            To the number of more than three-score on the whole,
            Who endanger their body, and hazard their soul;
            And yet; though good workmen, are seldom made free,
            Till they ride in a cart, and be noozed on a tree.
            Toure you well, hark you well, see where they are rubb’d,
            Up to the nubbing cheat, where they are nubb’d.
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
               Notes
               See Note as to J. Shirley on page 209.
                  
               
               
             
            
            
               		Taken from
               		Musa Pedestris,
               		Three Centuries of Canting Songs and Slang Rhymes
               		[1536―1896], collected and annotated by John S. Farmer.
               	      
            
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