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Thy wit ſhall be my rule and guide, for never more was need, Go tell thy loving wife ſaid he, thy joy and heart's delight, That thou muſt ride miles forty-three, and ſhan't come home to night, Then mind the counſel I ſhall give, and be no whit afraid; For I can tell you as I live your debts ſhall ſoon be paid. Mount thy bay nag and take thy cloack likewiſe thy morning gown; And lodge within a hollow oak, a mile or two from town. There you may ſleep in ſweet content, all night and take your reſt, And leave it to my management then ſir a pleaſant jeſt Next morning there you ſhall behold the like ne'er ſeen before, Which ſhall produce a ſum of gold, nay likewiſe ſilver ſtore. Unto his houſe in haſte he went and told her he muſt go                     A journey, ſaying be content for why it muſt be ſo. She ſeemingly began to weep and with ſad ſighs reply'd,