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 Of Pady from Cork. 23 ou count the year I lay ſick, which time I count no me at all,

PADY'S II'UMSLE PETITION, OR SUPPLICATION.

GOOD Chriſtian people, behold me a man who has com'd thro' a world of wonders, a hell all of hardſhips: dangers by ſea, and dangers by od and yet I am alive, you may ſee my hand looked like a fowl's ſoor, and that is no wonder tail conſidering my ſufferings and ſorrows: Oh! h! oh! good people, I was a man in my time who ad plenty of the gold, plenty of the ſilver, plenty the clothes, plenty of the butter, the beer, beef ni biſket, And now, now I have nothing: being iken by the turks, and relieved by the Spaniards, y ſixty ſix days at the ſiege of Gibraltar, and got othing to eat but ſea wreck and raw muſſels; then it to ſea for our ſafety, caſt upon the Barbarian paft, among the woeful wicked Algerines, where e were taken, and tied with tugs and tadders, prle locks and cowchains, then cut and caſtrare Sard and reſticles, quite away, if you will not be- eve, put in your hand and feel how every female's pade ſmooth by the ſheer bone, where nc- in ris to be Icen but what is natural, then made ur eſcape to the deſert wild wilderneſs of Arabia, Mere we lived amongſt the wild aſſes, upon wind, ni, and fapleſs ling. Afterwards put to ſea in he hull of an old houſe, where we was toſſed above hd below the clouds being driven thro' thickets hd groves 'by fierce, courſe, calm and contrary inds; at lat, was caſt away upon Saliſbury plains, here our veſſel was dathed to pieces againſt a cab- ge ſtock. And now my hunble petition to you ed Chriſtian people is, for one hundred of pur beef, one hundred of your butter, another of Jur cheeſe, a cask of your biſket, a tun of your er, a leg of your run, with a pipe of your wine,