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(5) (illegible text) to buy aa penny worth of wit, But I have kept the penny Oil, and ne'er ſo much at thought if it. Where ſhall t po to lay it out? true it is fiance and hard to find, But conse my In't let's Prink about, iny Wife's final venture we'll comiad. There is a proverb often ud, wit's never good till bought too dear, Where I right we'l may be excusid, there's little for a penny here. An aged Father firting by, who'e vencrat le locks were gray. Straight made the Merchant this reply, hear me a word or to I pray. Thy Harlot in poftritt, the will embrace thee for thiy gold. But if i want and miery, you'll nought but frowns frem ter behold, And ready to betray thy life, when writebed, maked, per and low, But thy truc-hearted, faithfull Wife, will ſtard ty thee in well or wo If theu i't prove the truth of this, trip of ty gaudy icli errny, And to return to thy proud Miſs, declare that thou waft call away. Thy riche buried in the mam belicles as you paid through a wood, Oc of your ſervan's you had in for which your life in danger ſtood. Bereid her for to the thic, deciate on her you do depend : And then alul follow you'll re, how far he'd prove a faithful trend, Then if the frowns go to thy Wife; tell her this mclinchely thing, Who labour moſt to ſave thy life,