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IV. Much higher than the trees I am, my bulk exceeds a houſe; And yet I ſeem unto moſt men no larger than a mouſe. A Star

V.

Pleaſant growing in a bed, With complexion white and red, The faireſt ladies in the land Deſires to have me in their hand. A Strawberry.

VI.

A maid in neat attire, Was occupying by the fire; She took a thing and put it too, It was ſo limber, 'twould not do: She try'd again, it did not miſs. Ah! quoth ſhe, I'm glad of this. A Maid threading a Needle.

VII.

Of ſhape but mean, of colour fad, out of my native foil I came; I then did think my keeper mad, for dying me I did her blame. A ſcarlet then I did preſent, which gave my keeper good content. A Lebster.

VII.

With my ſmoke ſore rent, my back ſore bent, I playing was by night,