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gardens would be sold in the streets of London. The various 
cries of the hawkers were a notable feature of London life. One 
among the many refrains of this perpetual chorus is recalled 
by Addison, 1 when he writes : “I am always pleased with 
that particular time of the year which is proper for the pickling 
of dill and cucumbers, but alas ! this cry, like the song of the 
nightingale, is not heard above two months.” Some of the 
best-known cries are preserved in an old ballad of early but 
uncertain date, from which the following is an extract : 2 
“ Here’s fine rosemary, sage and thyme 
Come buy my ground ivy. 
Here fatherfew, gilliflowers and rue 
Come buy my knotted mar jorum ho ! 
Come buy my mint my fine green mint 
Here’s fine lavender for your cloaths 
Here’s parseley and winter savory 
And heart’s-ease which all do choose 
Here’s balm and hissop and cinque foil 
All fine herbs it is well known 
Let none despise the merry merry cries 
Of Famous London Town. 
“ Here’s penny royal and marygolds 
Come buy my nettle-tops 
Here’s water-cresses and scurvy-grass 
Come buy my sage of virtue ho ! 
Come buy my wormwood and mugwort 
Here’s all fine herbs of every sort 
Here’s southern wood that’s very good 
Dandelion and houseleek 
Here’s dragon’s-tongue and wood sorrel 
With bear’s-foot and horehound 
Let none despise the merry merry cries 
Of Famous London Town. 
“ Here’s green coleworts and brocoli 
Come buy my radishes 
Here’s fine savorys and ripe hautboys 
Come buy my young green hastings ho ! 3 
Come buy my beans right Windsor beans 
Two pence a bunch young carrots ho ! 
1 Spectator , 251. 
2 “ Roxburghe Ballads, 1560-1700,” History of the Cries of London, 
Charles Hindley, second edition, 1884. 
3 Hasting peas, see p. 125. 
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