Now fye on all deceitful fhows, The beft is, I may speed To get a lodging any where For money in my need. Therefor, falfe woman, now farewell, When the perceived by his words That he had money ftore, That fhe had gall'd him in fuch fort, Therefor to call him back again Stay, George, quoth fhe, thou art too quick; Why, man, I do but jest. Think'ft thou for all my paffed fpeech, That I would let thee go? Faith no, quoth fhe, my love to thee 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 Tho fhalt not go to-night, quoth fhe, What chance foe'er befall: But, man, we'll have a bed for thee, Thus I, that was by wiles bewitch'd, Then wine and wine I called in, Whilft I was in her company, A fig for care and careful thoughts! When all my gold is gone, In faith, my girl, we will have more, My father's rich, why then, quoth I, With a father, indeed, quoth fhe, I have I have a fifter richly wed, I'll rob her ere I'll want. Why then, quoth Sarah, they may well Nay, more than this, an uncle I have, Doth all the reft excell. Ere I will live in lack, quoth he, I'll rob his houfe, and murder him. Ere I would want, were I a man, On father, friends, and all my kin, I would For without money, George, quoth fhe, Always my chiefest guest. For fay thou should'ft pursued be With twenty hues and cries, warrant fearched for And with With Argus' hundred eyes: Yet Yet in my house thou shalt be safe; That if they fought an hundred years, They could not find out thee. And fo carousing in their cups, His money wholly spent. Which being done, to Ludlow then He did provide to go, His minion would it fo. And once or twice he thought to take His father by the way; But that he thought his master had 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 fo, His uncle with his cattle did Unto a market go. i. e. for ftopping and apprehending him at his fathers. PERCY. His His kinfman needs muft ride with him; And when he faw right plain, Great ftore of money he had took, In coming home again, Moft fuddenly, within a wood, And fourfcore pound, in ready coin, Out of his purfe he took, To Sarah Milwood then he came, Tufh, it's no matter, George, quoth fhe, So we the money have, To have good cheer in jolly fort, And deck us fine and brave. And thus they lived in filthy fort, I wis poor George had none. And |