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 When he, faithful and true, from her side Hied. And to God his love did entrust, In trust,

No tender Adonis, soft-eyed, Tried, With glances that, managed with skill, Kill,

To lure the amatory belle To rebel. And when he returned, she'd a score Or more!

Trick [to. Now listen to my legend, in thy turn. [He sings.

Epoch curious! Job and Lazarus Have gold in store The while King Crœsus In Peloponnesus Doth alms implore. Epoch strange, I trow! Of black and white as snow. Of imp and angel, too, A mixture rare! And damsels fair to see, Who spotless virgins be, Or say they are! Beauties not unkind, Husbands quick to mind, Brainless wittols, Whose Lucreces gay