Ye Printer
Ye Printer doth right merrily
His occupation ply;
Ye type he sets and proof he reads
With microscopic eye.
And when ye chap-book all is done
He sallies forth with speed
To cry his wares upon ye street
For all who care to read.
Ye Printer wrought with right good will,
Nor ever was afraid
Of ye Typographic Union
Or ye Printers’ Board of Trade.
