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 ::The lady burſt out in a ſhower of tears, And ſaid, honoured Father, you're ſtricken in years, And can have but ſhort time on earth to remain, 'Tis Satan's temptations puts this in your brain.


 * Prepare for your end, as your ſtrength doth decay,

And ſo drive the thoughts of the Devil away; Let no ſuch vain fancies enter into your head, That your ſoul may live when your body is dead.


 * True love for my Father, I bear in my heart,

And will be obedient in every part; But rather than have you, I'll chuſe for to die, So talk no more of it, dear Father, O fy!


 * Dear child thou art like the ſweet innocent dove,

Yet thy charming beauty conſines me to love: Except thou wilt have me, thy life I will take, And afterwards murder myſelf for your fake.

Which ſhows how the lady contrived a way, To deceive her old Father, by her crafty ſkill, Saying, give me four things and your mind I'll fulfill.


 * He ſaid, My dear jewel, your will you ſhall have,

In any thing you can deſire or crave; They were four hard requeſts, you well may ſuppoſe The firſt three ſhe named, were three ſuits of clothes.


 * The firſt ſuit reſembling the ſtars in the ſkies,

The next of the clouds that before the wind flies; The third is a garment moſt coſtly and rare, Of every bird that doth fly in the air.


 * The other thing that I to aſk will preſume,

Is a Golden Bull, to ſtand in my room. I will get them for you, my jewel he ſaid, If poſſible all theſe fine things can be made.