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 pride has them at command.

And they ſit like lords of ſtate,

I ſpeak but what is true,

Such vanity did not abound,

when my old hat was new.

The hinds followers are ta'en away,

their ſheep are ta’en away,

And Maggy has no woo to ſpin,

how can ſhe make her gray,

The weather cold, her cloathing thin,

he happy times but few,

That was well clead in back and bed,

when my old hat was new.

The cot houſes are all thrown down,

the commons ta’en away,

Their ſheep and ky they muſt remove,

no longer there to ſtay,

In former days it was not ſo,

for this was all their due,

The poor to have both milk and woo,

when my old hat was new.

When the Romans lived in our land,

theſe commons they did give,

Unto the poor for charity,

to help them for to live.

They've ta’en from them their proper right

which made them for to rue.

Although the fame to them belong'd,

when my old hat was new.