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Worse left, than blushing Adam, who withdrew
The nakednesse he fear'd, more than he knew,
Not to a Mercers, but where Fig-leaves grew:
The nakednesse he fear'd, more than he knew,
Not to a Mercers, but where Fig-leaves grew:
Which sew'd with strings of slender Weeds, cloath Men
Cheaper than Silks, that must be paid for, when
It pleases the chiefe Scribe, 'oth Chamberlen.
Cheaper than Silks, that must be paid for, when
It pleases the chiefe Scribe, 'oth Chamberlen.
Though my sick Joints, cannot accompany
Thy Hue-on-cry; though Midnight parlies be
Silenc'd long since, 'tween Constables, and me;
Thy Hue-on-cry; though Midnight parlies be
Silenc'd long since, 'tween Constables, and me;
Without their helpes, or Suburb-Justices,
(Upon whose justice now an impost lies,
For with the price of Beefe, their Warrants rise)
(Upon whose justice now an impost lies,
For with the price of Beefe, their Warrants rise)
I'le finde this Andrew strait. See, where the pale
Wretch stands: Thy guiltlesse Robes (ne're hang'd for sale;)
He executes, on Sundry Brokers Nayle.
Wretch stands: Thy guiltlesse Robes (ne're hang'd for sale;)
He executes, on Sundry Brokers Nayle.
In stead of him (chas'd thence by his wise feare)
Does the Mothers joy, a bold Youth appeare;
Who swaggers up to Forty Markes a yeare!
Does the Mothers joy, a bold Youth appeare;
Who swaggers up to Forty Markes a yeare!
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