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 :Since I then have thee found
 * as good as my word to be,

A homely ſupper ere we part
 * thou ſhalt here take with me.

O pardon me, quoth he,
 * ſweet miſtreſs now I pray;

For out of my maſter’s houſe,
 * ſo long I dare not ſtay.

Alas! good Sir, ſaid ſhe,
 * are you ſo ſtrictly ty’d,

You may not with a deareſt friend,
 * one hour or two abide?

I ſupped with her that night,
 * with joys that did abound,

And for the ſame paid preſently,
 * in money twice three pounds.

An hundred kiſſes then
 * for my farewell ſhe gave,

Crying, ſweet Barnwell, when ſhall I,
 * thy company again have?

O ſtay not too long my love,
 * ſweet George have me in mind,

Her words bewitched my childiſhineſs
 * ſhe utter’d them to kind.

I oft to her did go
 * and got her ſtore of coin,

Yea, ſometimes fifty pounds,
 * all which he did purloin.

And thus he did paſs on,
 * until his maſter then,

Did call to have his reckoning
 * caſt up among his men.

Then from his maſter ſtraight,
 * he ran in ſecret ſort,