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6 And therefore in my gloomy cell

I have a place for thee.

For you have been a friend indeed,

I ſuch a taylor lack:

Therefore come away with ſpeed,

1‘11 bear thee on my back;

Sweet Mr. Devil then he cry’d,

O pardon me I pray;

I can’t, I won't, he then reply’d,

make haſte and come away.

The tay1gr naked to the ſkin,

his bed he did refrain,

And down the town thro’ thick and thin

he ran with might and main.

CHAP.III.

How he ſerved the Cook-Maid, who

broke his head with a Ladle, for making

a Sop in the Dripping Pan.

ANother pleaſant prank he play’d,

upon a holiday,

Unto his maſter’s ſervant maid,

which was a bloody fray.