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For it wns the ttfual cuftom of that p!«ee.
To piL-i',nt lomt (io!>Ie gii'ia uoto his Grace.
His gift v. js accepted, and as he flood by,
On tins tlow’.ed garment the Fri'tce caft an eve.
Which made hi n to-colour, a#d thus he did fay,
W,ho flow’red this garment, now tell me I pray ?
if it plcafe your Grace my 2aft voyage jvas to Tur-
Where i taw a creature that fl rang led mud be, (hey,
i', nd to favc her life, gave a hundred pound,
And carried her with me to/air London town :
There flic’s my home-keeper, while Pm in this land,
And when of my coming fne did underfland,
Mijt flowhed tins robe, and gave flrick charge to me,
To let it he fern by your great MnjeSy.
The Prince cry’d, behold fiitnd, tftis robe which I
Is of the fame flower and fpot 1 do fwtar; (w-.ar,
’f iiy Maid vvtought them both, flic’s my Daughter dear,
I have not heard from her till now the fe three vear.
To pay a viilt to foine neighbour ing Prince,
I font her in a fltip and have not ften her fince,
And I was afraid the fea had prov d her gtave,
Tut I heard to Turkey fhe was taken a flave.
â– Forthelofeof my child who i thought had been kill’d,
A well full of tears in my court has been fpill’d,
My Princcls her Mother, could for het not reft,
Her lots drew millions of fighs fiom licr breafl.
Thy fhip flrall be richly loadetl with fpeed ;
And I’ll fend a fhip for her convoy indeed :
Becaufe of thy love, thou fav'd my child S-life,
Bring her alive to me, i 11 -make her thy wife.
And if thou fliouldefl not live to bring her to me.
Who e’er brings her home, tus bride fhe fhall be,
«\nd twenty .thoufaud a year you ihttll have,
That ventur’d my dear child’s life for to hive.
The fhip being loaned, their anchor was weighing.
And he with his convoy came over the main,

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