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With that to the Sailor's Wife he did say,
My jewel, if one night with you I may stay,
A guinea I'll give you, my dear in your hand,
And I'll ever after to you be a friend.
The guinea she took, and did seem to comply,
But he little thought that her husband was nigh;
Then she and the Barber up stairs did go,
Where his am'rous tricks he began for to shew.
But she to her husband the signal did give,
She went to the window, and down it did shove,
The Sailor then came, and knock'd at the door,
Said she, that's my husband again come on shore.
Good lake! said the Barber, where shall I hide⟨!⟩
Said she, in the closet, whate'er does betide;
Then down stairs she went, and her husband let in,
But think how the Barber he stood trembling.
The Sailor straightway to the closet he went,
And there stood Pilgarlick in sad discontent;
He cry'd out, good neighbour, your pardon I crave;
Says the Sailor, my boy, you thelaly shall have.
The Barber he said, now with all my own heart,
Five pounds I will give, set all malice a part,
Said the Sailor, no, twenty bright guineas I'll have,
Because with my wife you've been playing the knave.
Twenty guineas the sailor made him pay down,
For attempting a trespass on another man's ground,
When the money was paid, the Barber he swore,
He ne'er would be taken in so any more.
THE MARRIED MAN.
A Man that is marry'd had better be hang'd,
For his wife like an imp at his elbow doth stand,
Crying, Sirrah, go, go; and Sirrah, come, come,
A poor man is never easy abroad nor at home.
