The ’squire cry’d, if you will save my life,
Pray grant this young creature she may be my wife,
His father reply’d, thy life for to save,
If you are agreed, my consent you shall have.
Next day with great triumph and joy as we hear,
There was many coaches both far and near.
Then much like a goddess drest in rich array;
Cat-skins to the ’squire was marry’d that day,
For several days this great wedding did last,
Where were many a topping and gallant rich guest,
And for joy, the bells rang over the town,
And bottles of canary troll’d merrily round.
When Cat-skins was marry’d, her fame for to raise,
To see her modest-carriage, all gave her the praise:
Thus her charming beauty the ’squire did win,
And who lives so great as he and Cat-skin.
NOW in the fifth part, I’ll endeavour to show,
How things with her parents and sister did go,
Her mother and sister, of life are bereft,
And now all alone the old ’squire he is left.
And hearing his daughter was marry’d so brave,
He said in my noddle a fancy I have,
Drest like a poor man, a journey I’ll make,
And see if she on me same pity will take.
Then drest like a beggar, he went to her gate,
Where stood his daughter who appear’d very great,
He cried noble lady, a poor man I be;
And I am now forc’d to crave your charity.
With a blush, she ask’d him, from whence he came
With that he then told her, and gave her his hand,
She cry’d I'm your daughter, that you slighted so,
Nevertheless to you some kindness I’ll show.
Through mercy the Lord hath provided for me,
Pray father then come in, and sit down, said she;
Then the best provision the house could afford,
For to make him welcome, was set on the board.