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Away then went this country clown,
and the world with laughter fill’d,
For he reported in the town
he had the devil kill’d.
But Jack recover’d at the laſt,
as one who had been dead,
And ſaddled a horſe in haſte,
and then away he fled.
The townſmen up in arms he meets,
who waited on him then,
With all the allies, lanes, and ſtreets,
beſet with armed men.
Jack ſat naked upon the horſe,
and thought no harm at all,
Misfortunes ſtill were worſe and worſe,
his comforts were but ſmall.
The man that knock’d him down before
from oft the mad bull’s back,
Seeing him come, ſteps out of doors,
and fiercely knock’d down Jack,
About him people flock’d apace,
to ſee his nakedneſs,
Then looking stedfaſt in his face,
they knew him who he was.
They pity’d him, an aſk’d him how
he came in that diſtreſs?
What brought him into trouble now
that I ſhall here expreſs
Many a blind excuse he made,
as good as he could frame,
But ne’ertheleſs poor Jack they ſtay’d
