- Buy my fine Myrtles and Roses
- Pots and Kettles to mend
- Young lambs to sell
- "Buy a fine Singing Bird?"
- Six bunches a penny, sweet bloomin Lavender
- Fine Writeing Ink
- Flowers, penny a bunch
- Three Rows a Penny pins
- Buy a Fork or a Fire Shovel
- Fine Oysters
- Troope every one
- Milk below, Maids
- Sixpence a pound, Fair Cherryes
- Buy a doll, Miss
- Past one c'clock, an' a fine morning
- Songs, penny a sheet
- Buy the fair ballads I have in my pack
- I love a ballad in print
- Fresh Cabbidge
- Fresh and sweet
- Antique Ballads
- New Laid Eggs
- Stinking Fish
- Knives and Scissors to Grind
- Letters for post
- Cat's and Dog's Meat
- Dust, O
- O' clo
- Ow-oo
- Sw-e-e-p
- Great News
- Wat d'yer call that
- Cabbages O Turnips
- Hot Spice Gingerbread
- Knives to Grind
- Old Cloths
- Buy a Live Goose
- Sand 'O
- Cherries, O ripe cherries, O
- Fine Strawberries
- Chairs to mend
- Sweet Lavender
- All a blowin
- Any Earthen Ware, buy a jug or a tea pot
- Fresh Oysters, penny a lot
- Buy my sweet Roses
- Ere's yer toys for girls an boys
- Fine Large Cucumbers
- Curds and Whey
- Ripe Cherries
- Tiddy Diddy Doll
- Large silver eels
- Costume of Shepherds in the Twelfth Century
- The London Scavenger
The London Scavenger These men, for by far the great majority are men, may be divided, according to the nature of their occupations, into three classes:— 1. The bone-grubbers and rag-gatherers, who are, indeed, the same individuals, the pure-finders, and the cigar-end and old wood collectors. 2. The dredgermen, the mud-larks, and the sewer-hunters. 3. The dustmen and nightmen, the sweeps and the scavengers. - The One-legged sweeper at Chancery Lane
The One-legged sweeper at Chancery Lane - London Nightmen
London Nightmen Nightmen, or those who remove the contents of the cesspools. - One of the few remaining climbing sweeps
One of the few remaining climbing sweeps - The Bearded Crossing sweeper at the Exchange
The Bearded Crossing sweeper at the Exchange That portion of the London street-folk who earn a scanty living by sweeping crossings constitute a large class of the Metropolitan poor. We can scarcely walk along a street of any extent, or pass through a square of the least pretensions to “gentility,” without meeting one or more of these private scavengers. Crossing-sweeping seems to be one of those occupations which are resorted to as an excuse for begging; and, indeed, as many expressed it to me, “it was the last chance left of obtaining an honest crust.” The advantages of crossing-sweeping as a means of livelihood seem to be: 1st, the smallness of the capital required in order to commence the business; 2ndly, the excuse the apparent occupation it affords for soliciting gratuities without being considered in the light of a street-beggar; And 3rdly, the benefits arising from being constantly seen in the same place, and thus exciting the sympathy of the neighbouring householders, till small weekly allowances or “pensions” are obtained. - The Boy Crossing Sweepers
The Boy Crossing Sweepers - The Crossing sweeper that has been a maid servant
The Crossing sweeper that has been a maid servant She is to be found any day between eight in the morning and seven in the evening, sweeping away in a convulsive, jerky sort of manner, close to —— square, near the Foundling. She may be known by her pinched-up straw bonnet, with a broad, faded, almost colourless ribbon. She has weak eyes, and wears over them a brownish shade. Her face is tied up, because of a gathering which she has on her head. She wears a small, old plaid cloak, a clean checked apron, and a tidy printed gown.