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15 The Trial of Dull Witts.

All being ended, witlhout more delay,

We're laid aſide unto another day.

It is a Jack-Bowl.

I am no fighter, yet I dare adventure,

On the ſtouteſt that does my caſtle enter;

And when I have them in my power got,

My weapons lie ſhall feel both cold and hot,

He ſhall be for a time in ſuch a caſe,

That he'll not dare to look me in the face;

My ſharpeſt weapons to a place I'll put,

It would ſpoil his drinking if I ſhould it cut,

But he ſhall ſee that I'll be much more kind,

And him releaſe according to his mind.

A Barber.

I am in general uſe, in much requeſt;

In ev'ry place, eaſt, ſouth, and weſt:

With me ſome do much good, & are reſpected,

Others much ill, juſt as they ſtand affected:

Many are griev'd, that have me not obtain'd,

Others are careleſs, when they have,

The one does me command, the other is my ſlave

But at the laſt my maſter leaves me ſo,

And often leaves me to him he does not know.

'Tis money, which all people love, and ſome

miſuſe, but all leave it by them at laſt.

I am ſmall, yet of metal ſtiff and right,

And pleaſe my miſtreſs day and night ;

But if I chance to hurt her tender ſkin,

Whene'er againſt her will I enter in,

Tho' ſhe be angry, ſhe'll not me forſake,

Becauſe ſhe knew that it was a miſtake,

An uſeful ſervant ſhe knows I am to her,