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( 3 ) She'd ſtill receive then with a ſmile, when he came from the roaring ſeas, And ſaid, with words as ſmooth as oil, My deareſt come and take they eaſe; To my ſoft bed of linen fine thou art right welcome, love, ſaid ſhe; But I and all that e'er was mine, ſhall ſtill at thy devotion be.

He brought two hundred pounds of gold, and after that three hundred more, With chains and jewels manifold, and bid her lay them up in ſtore. Ay, that I will, thou needs not fear; and ſo embrac'd him with a kiſs: Then took the wealth, and ſaid, My dear, I'll have a ſpecial care of this.

Then did they banquet many a day, feaſting on rich delicious fare, Thus, by her falſe deluding ways, ſhe drew him into a fatal ſnare! When he had liv'd ſometime on ſhore, he muſt go to the ſeas again, With traffic to increaſe his ſtore, the wanton harlot to maintain.

To whom he ſaid, My joy, my dear, with me what venture wilt thou ſend?