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 The Miſs when fhe 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 expreſt,

I have a faithful love for thee,

Whate’er I ſaid, was but in jeſt,

why didſt thou go fo 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 brought on ſhore.

’Tis falſe, ſhe cry’d, I have them all,

with that the merchant ſtraight reply’d,

Lay them before me, then I fall,

be foon convinc’d and ſatisfy’d.

Then up ſhe ran and fetch’d them down,

his jewels, gold, and rubies bright,

He ſeiz’d them all, and with a frown,

he bid the wanton Jilt good night.

When he had feiz’d the golden purſe,

and ſwept up ev’ry precious ſtone,

She cry’d, 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,

E’er 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 oughts;

Thus was the Penny-worth of Wit

the beſt that e’er a merchant bought.