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 The Lady she grew worse and worse,

And said unto her husband thus,

Remove him further off from me,

For youth and age can not agree.

Unto the Lodge now let him go,

For why, his cough disturbs me so,

"That sure I loath the very meat,

The which I in his presence eat.

She led him such a weary life,

That he good man to please his wife,

Then to his Father did repair,

The doleful message to declare.

Father, said he, I wish you well,

Yet in my house you not must not dwell,

My Lady's so dissatisfy'd

Some other place you must provide.

There is a Lodge within my-gate,

Which I erected but of late,

So if you'll there be pleas'd to lie,

l'll feed you till the day I die,

His aged Father wept to hear,

These tidings, which were most severe,

Then to the lodge he straight did go,

For why, he found it must be so.

Some years he in that place remain'd,

And like an alms-man was maintain'd;

But Providence at length did find,

A way to case his grieved mind.