[ 5 ] The next was a cheating quack doctor, Whoſe clothes were all daubed with laces She took both his coat and his money, It was a moſt pitiful cafe. The next was an honeſt old lawyer, At aſſizes he pleaded the laws, She took both his watch and his money, And this was the truth of the cauſe. The next was a greaſy fat landlord. Whoſe guts held a hogſhead of beer, She ranſak'd him of forty gold guineas, And he ſhit in his breeches for fear. The next that came were four robbers, Well mounted on brave prancing nags, She ordered them to ſtand and deliver, And told them the wanted their bags. The highwaymen ail drew their rapiers, And bid them to ſtand on their guard, But away this fair maiden did caper, The highwaymen followed her hard. They followed and ſoon overtook her, And ſearched her breeches with ſpeed, But as they did well overtake her, They found her a woman indeed. The highwaymen all food amazed, But ſhe had no cauſe to complain, Tho' with her they did as they pleaſed, They gave her her money again,
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