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A CONFERENCE BETWEEN A PEDLER AND A PRIEST,
OK,
The Pack-mans Pater noster,
Which he learn'd in a Closter :
Whereof he sore repented,
And prayes it may be printed.
Not fitting for the Schools,
Yet School-master of fools.
A Polands Pedler went upon a day,
Unto his Parish Priest to learn to pray :
The Priest said, Pack-man, thou must haunt the Closter,
To learn the Ave, and the Pater noster.
Pach-man.
Now, good Sir Priest, said he. What talk is that 1
I hear you speak, but God in Heaven knows what.
Priest.
It is, said he, that holy Latine-letter,
That pleaseth God well, and our Ladie better.
Pcick-man.
Alace, Sir John, I'le never imderstand them.
So must I leave your prayers as I fand them.
Priest.
Tush, tush, says he, if thou list for to learn
The Latine prayers rightlie to discern.
And sojourn but a little with me here.
Within a month I shal make thee parqueer.
Paclc-man.
Parqueer, said he ! that will be but in saying ;
In words, not sense, a pratling, not a praying.
Shal I, Sir John, a man of perfect age,
Pray like an idle Parret in a cage '?
Priest.
A Parret can but pratle for her part.
But towards God hath neither hand nor heart.

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