Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

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AND BALLADS. 259
Hay, I an uncle have*
At Ludlow he doth dwell
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He is a grazier, which in wealth
Doth all the refl excell.
Ere I will live in lack,
And have no coyn for thee
I'll rob his houfe, and murder him.
Why mould you not ? quoth fhe :
Was I a man, ere I
Would live in poor eftate
On father, friends, and all my kin, 91*
I would my talons grate.
For without money, George,
A man is but a beaft*.
But bringing money, thou fhalt be
Always my welcome gueft. .
For fhouldft thou be purfued
With twenty hues and cryes,
And with a warrant fearched for
With Argus' hundred eyQs s
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Yet here thou Ihalt be fafe ; 105
Such privy ways there be,
That if they fought an hundred years,
They could not £nd out thee,
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