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Now fye on all deceitful shows,
The best is, I may speed To get a lodging any where
For money in my peed.
Therefor, false woman, now farewell,
While twenty pound doth laft, My anchor in some other haven
I will with wisdom caft.
When the perceived by his words
That he had money store,
It griev'd her heart full sore :
Therefor to call him back again
She did suppose it beft,
Why, man, I do but jest.
Think'st thou for all my passed speech,
That I would let thee go?
I wis is more than fo.
You will not deal with 'prentice boys,
I heard you even now swear, Therefor I will not trouble you.
My George, hark in thine ear:
Thou shalt not go to-night, quoth she,
What chance foe'er befall :
Or else the devil take all.
Thus I, that was by wiles bewitch'd,
And snar'd with fancy ftill,
Or to withstand her will.
Then wine and wine I called in,
And cheer upon good cheer;
For Sarahs love too dear,
Whilft I was in her company,
In joy and merriment ;
That I upon her spent.
A fig for care and careful thoughts !
When all my gold is gone,
Whoever it light upon.
I have a hiter richly wed,
I'll rob her ere I'll want.
Consider of your scant.
Nay, more than this, an uncle I have,
At Ludlow he doth dwell:
Doth all the rest excell.
Ere I will live in lack, quoth he,
And have no coin for thee;
Why should you not ? quoth she :
Ere I would want, were I a man,
Or live in poor estate;
I would my talons grate.
For without money, George, quoth the,
A man is but a beast:
Always my chiefest guest.
For say thou should't pursued be
With twenty hues and cries, And with a warrant searched for
With Argus' hundred eyes:
Yet in my house thou shalt be safe ;
Such privy ways there be,
They could not find out thee.
And so carousing in their cups,
Their pleasures to content, George Barnwel had in little space
His money wholly spent.
Which being done, to Ludlow then
He did provide to go, 'To rob his wealthy uncle then,
His minion would it fo.
And once or twice he thought to take
His father by the way;
Took order for his stay *
Directly to his uncle then
He rode with might and main, Where with welcome and good cheer
He did him entertain,
A fe’nnights space he stayed there,
Until it chanced so,
Unto a market go.
*i, e, for stopping and apprehending him at his fachers, PERCY.
His kinsman needs must ride with him;
And when he saw right plain, Great store of money he had took,
In coming home again,
Most suddenly, within a wood,
He struck his uncle down,
So fore he crack'd his crown.
And fourscore pound, in ready coin,
Out of his purse he took,
The country quite forsook.
To Sarah Milwood then he came,
Shewing his store of gold ;
To her he plainly told,
Tush, it's no matter, George, quoth she,
So we the money have,
And deck us fine and brave.
And thus they lived in filthy fort,
Till all his store was gone : And means to get them any more,
I wis poor Gcorge had none.