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(3) I'd ease you of your ſlavery work, If you'll conſent to turn a Turk, And me myſelf to be your wife, For I do love you as my life.

No, no, no, no, no, no, ſaid he, Your conſtant ſlave, dear Ma'am, I'll be I'll ſooner be burnt at a ſtake, Before that I'll my God forſake.

This Lady to her chamber went, And ſpent the night in diſcontent; Little Cupid with his piercing dart, Did deeply wound this Lady's heart;

She was reſolved the next day, To eaſe him of his ſlavery And own herſelf to be his wife, For ſhe did love him as her life.

She dreſs'd herſelf in rich array, With this young man ſhe ſail'd away, Until they came to Briſtol ſhore, With jewels, diamonds, and gold great ſtore.

Houſes and land ſhe has left behind, And all her ſlaves are cloſe confin'd: Unto her parents ſhe bid adieu, By this you ſee what love can do.

Now ſhe is turn'd a Chriſtian brave, And married unto her own ſlave, That was in chains and bondage too, By this you ſee what love can do.