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8 All clothed with new and coſtly clothes,
 * of rich embroider'd ſilk and gold.

The Miſs when ſhe this pomp beheld,
 * did offer him a kind embrace,

But he with wrath and anger fill'd,
 * did ſtraight upbraid her to her face.

But ſhe with ſmiles, theſe words exreſs'd [sic],
 * I have a faithful love love for thee,

Whate'er I ſaid, was but a jeſt,
 * why did'ſt thou go ſoon from me,

It was full time to go from thee,
 * you have another love in ſtore,

Whom you have furniſh'd with my gold
 * and jewels, which I have brought on ſhore.

'Tis falſe, ſhe ſaid, I have them all;
 * with that the merchant ſtraight rplied [sic],

Lay them before me, then I ſhall
 * be ſooh convinc'd and ſatisfy'd.

Then up ſhe ran and fetch'd them down,
 * the jewels, gold and rubies bright,

He ſeiz'd them all, and with a frown,
 * he bid the wanton jilt good night.

When he had ſeiz'd the golden purſe,
 * and ſweep'd up every precious ſtone,

She cried, what, will you rob me thus?
 * yes that I will of what's my own.

You wanted to betray my life,
 * but thanks to God, there's no ſuch fear,

Theſe jewels ſhall adorn my wife,
 * henceforth your houſe I'll not come near.

Home he return'd to his ſweet wife,
 * and told her all that he had done,

Ever ſince they live a happy life,
 * and he'll to harlots' no more run.

Thus he the wanton harlot bit,
 * who long had his deſtruction ſought,

This was of ,
 * the beſt that e'er a merchant bought.

FINIS.