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24 as ſoon as he was thither, they being gathered round about him, he pulled the following lines out of his pocket, they being ſent by wanton Tom to be read to them.

To you, poor laſses, I theſe lines do ſend, Confeſsing each of you has been my friend Some brought me work, fome daintics for to eat,

Not thinking ever I ſhould prove a cheat. 'Tis true your hearts and minds they now are pierc'd,

But who will laugh, you're all alike diſtreſs'd,

Now I your money will as freely ſpend, As ye your maidenheads to me did lend. Now for your maidenheads you may complain.

Your hearts and money to return again, Sigh and lament, bat 'twill be all in vain, Then fare you well, from Leeds I now am gone,

And not contracted unto any one.

FINIS