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Pleasant and Diver live. 23,
I'll tell you how it came to pass,
This sorrowful Story is thus :
Of Guineas bright a glorious Sight,
I had in a Cat-skin Purse :
The Value of near Fourscore Pounds,
As good as e'er I had told,
Those Crafty yades have learnt their Trades,
And plunder 'd me of my Gold.
I saw two poor distressed Men,
Who lay upon Tower-Hill,
To whom in brief I gave Relief,
According to my good Will :
Two wanton Misses drawing near,
My Guineas they did behold ;
They laid a Plot by which they Got,
My Silver and yellow Gold.
They both address'd themselves to me,
And thus they was pleas'd to say ;
Kind Sir, indeed, we stand in need, ,
Altho' we are fine and gay : ':
Of some Relief which you may give,
I thought they were something bold ;
The Plot was laid, I was betray'd, *;
And plunder'd of all my Gold-
Alas 'tis pity, then I cry'd,
Such Ladies of good Repute,
Should want Relief, therefore in brief,
I gave 'em a kind Salute :
Thought I of them I'll have my Will,
Altho' I am something old ;
They were I see too wise for me,
They plunder'd me of my Gold.
Then to East-Smithfield was I led,
And there I was entertain'd :
With Kisses fine and Brandy Wine,
In Merriment we remain'd :
Methought