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id ' TIT'S WIFE OF BEITH.
Then down came Jacob through the clofc,
And faid go backward down to hell.
Jacob, quoth flic, I know thy voice.,
That gate pertaineth to thy fell;
Of thy old trumperies I can tell.
Thou with two liRor* ledd*ft thy life
And the third part of thefe tribes twelve,
Thou got with maids be (ides thy wife,
And hole thy father s benoif m,
Only by fraud thy father fr e.
Gave thou not him for venifon
A kid, inftead of a baken rae.
Jacob himfelf was iickled fo,
He went to Lot where he was lying>
And to the gate pray’d him to go,
To ftaaueh the anld wife of her crying.
Lot fays, Fair maid, make kfs ado,
And come again another day.
Old harlot carle and drunkard too.
Thou with thine own daughters lay
Of thine untimely feed I fay,
Pr oceeded never good but ill.
Poor Lot for (hame then {Idle away,
And left the wife to knock her fill.
Meek Moles then went down at lad,,
To pacify the carline then ;
Now dame faid he knock fo faff,
Your knocking will not let you ben.
Good Sir, faid lire, I am aghaft,
W hene’er I look you in the face,
If yout law until now had laft,
Then fyrely I had ne’er got grace.