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 In different ſtile, to tie faſter the nooſe,

He next would attack her in ſoſt billet doux:

His Argent and Sable were laid aſide quite,

Plain Engliſh he wrote, & in plain black & white, etc.

Againſt ſuch achievements what beauty could fence,

Or who could have thought it was all but pretence?

His pain to relieve, and fulfil his deſire,

The Lady agreed to join hands with the 'Squire. etc,

The 'Squire in a fret that the jeſt went ſo far,

Conſider'd with ſpeed how to put in a bar,

His words bound him not. ſince hers did not confine her:

And this is plain law, becauſe Miſs is a Minor. etc.

Miſs briſkly reply'd that the law was too hard,

If ſhe who is a Minor may not be a Ward:

In law thus confiding, ſhe took it upon her,

By juſtice to mend thoſe foul breaches of honour. etc.

She handled him ſo, that few would, I warrant,

Would been in his coat on ſo ſleeveleſs an errand :

She made him give bond for ſtamp'd Argent and Or,

And fabl'd his Shield with Gules blazon'd before. etc.

Ye heralds, produce, from the time of the Normans,

In all records, ſuch a baſe Non-performance;

Or if without inſtance the cafe as we touch on,

Let this be ſet down as a Blot in his Scutcheon. etc.





Here was an old man and he liv'd in the weſt,

& his trade it was cutting of broom, green broom,

And he had a lazy buy Jack to his ſon,

that would ly in bed till it was noon, noon, noon,

that would ly in his bed till it was noon.

So the old man aroſe, and to his ſon goes,

and ſwore he would fire the room, room, room,

If Jack would not riſe, and ſharp up his knives,

and go to the wood and cut broom, green broom,

and go to the wood and cut broom,