The trappan'd taylor: or, A warning to all taylors to beware how they marry. Shewing how a begger-wench being insinuated into a house of bawdery, was suddenly transformed out of rags into sliks [sic], flanting it each day with gallants, (yet passing for a maid.) A taylor living hard by, fell deep in love with her person, and afterwards married her, which was no sooner done, but the old bawd disrob'd her of the rich attire, and put on the raggs which she brought with her; to the great discontent of our Mousieur [sic] Sparveling. To the tune of, How many crowns and pounds have I spent, &c.

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Verse: "I'le sing a song, and a dainty brave song ..." Date, place of publication and publishers' names from Wing.. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University, Houghton Library.