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The devil then made this reply,
Such foolish talk as this I pray lay by;
In yonder village there is kept a fair,
And if you ll go a slow you will see there
No, sir, I beg that you will me excuse,
To go with you indeed I must refuse;
Besides a stranger sir you are to me,
Your conversation won't with me agree,
You talk as if you did not better know,
Of having me to see a gallant show.
For, if my learning I neglect at school,
I surely could be taken for a fool.
Then Satan said, my lovely youth so fair,
Will you the pleasures of this world forbear,
The child replied I needs must tell you plain,
That all your talk to me it is in vain,
Then finding he could no impression make,
Upon this he immediately did take
Out of his pocket a large purse of gold,
Saying here, my pretty boy, here this behold.
All this I do intend to give to thee,
If unto my advice you will agree,
I'd have you take your pleasure while you're here
And never think so much of worldly care.
