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10 I went to the wood and got it, I sat me down and tought it, And kept it still against my will, And so by force I brought it It was a man that gat a thorn in his foot, and sat down to seek but ceuld not find it

My lord and my lady they went thro' the hall My lord took up what my lady let fall, It was reither her scarf, hood, bodkin nor rings Pray therefore now guess my lady' fine thing. t was her fine flower.

Of fancy born, of folly bred, From fereign countries hither led, My form and shape often change, I'm really nothing: yet 'tis strange, By all carers'd by all admir'd; In wealth and poverty desir'd; Of such variety. I'm made, That I'm the great support of trade. I serve the ladies when a one, To shew their hand and skill upon, And when assembled give them pleasure, So I'm their chichest talking treasure.

Fashion.

As I went out in a room-light night, I set ny back against the inoon, I look'd for one, and saw two come; The boughs did bend, the leaves ci shake, I saw the hole the Fox d d make It was a maid that had a sweetheart, whose name was Fox; she saw him and another come to make her gave whilst the sat on a tree,

(Losh keep me.)