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( 8 ) The Burgo maſter as before, Put on his obes both rent and tore; So that the Knight might know his ſtraight, As he did on his worship wait. He to his coachman turned round, And ſaid, there's one owns on five pound, When do you think the ſame to get? He is not Burgo-maſter yet. The coachman ſaid, as I do live, I freely do the ſame forgive, For to my grief I ſtill do ſee, Me remains in poverty. For ſome ſhort time he went away, And dreſs'd himſelf in rich array, Is feathers fine and rich perfume, and ſo return'd into the room. Having diſcours'd with them a while, He told the coachman with a ſmile, As he helped him in time of need. He would return it now Indeed. He gave him then five thouſand pound, Likewiſe a match for him he found, A ſweet young lady fair and clear, Daughter to a renowned Peer. The knight was vexed to the heart, That he muſt with his ſervant part; But let him grieve, it muſt be ſo, Whether his Loreſhip will or no. Thus he who once was mean and poor, At length enjoys a happy ſtore, Which Fortune unto him did ſend, And he prove'd grateful to his friend.

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