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THE FACTOR’S GARLAND.
PART I.
BEHOLD here’s a ditty, the truth and ns jert,
Concerning a young gentleman in the eaft,
Whp by his gteat gaming came to poverty.
And afterwards went many yoyages to Tea,
Being well educate, and one of great wit,
Three merchants of London they all thought it fit,
To make him their Captain and Factor aifo,
And for them to Burk a. a voyage he did go.
And walking along the ftreets there’he found,
. A poor man’s dead carcafe l)ing on the ground ;
He asked the reafon why he there did ly ?
Their one of the natives did make th'e reply.
That man was a Chriftian, Sir, while lie drewbrpathj
The duty’s unpaid, die lies above the earth :
Why what is the duty the Faftor he cry’d ?
It is fifty pounds, Sir, the Turk he rcply’d.
That is a great fuin qufcth the Fadtor indeed,
To fee him lie there, makes my heart for to bleed j
So then by the Factor the money was paid,
And under the earth the dead carcafe was laid.
When having gone further, by chance he did fpy,
A beautiful Creatine-juft going to die ;
A young waiting-maid who ftrangied muft be,
For nothing but itriking a 1 mkifh Lady. '
To think of her dying, with dread he was fill’d;
Then rivers of tears like svaters'di(idl’d,
I,ike ftreams of a fountain, from heteyes ran down.
Her red rofy cheeks, and from thence to the ground.
Hearing what the crime was, he to end the jlrife.
Said, What ixiuft 1 give for this poor creatures life ?

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