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Noe bargaine, nor merchandize merchants wold make
40 For then came in Pride, Sathan's disciple, That is now entertained with all kind of people.
He brought with him three, whose names thus they call'
To have had entertainment with some one or other;
Then went I to Court the gallants to winne,
50 But the porter kept me out of the gate : To Bartle’mew spittle to pray
my finne, They bade me goe packe, itt was fit for
my Goe, goe, thread-bare Conscience, and seeke thee a mate.
Good Lord, long preserve my king, prince, and queene, With whom I ever esteemed have beene.
Then went I to London, where once I did dwell:
60 They laught at my raggs, and there had good game;
This is old thread-bare Conscience, that dwelt with
faint Peter; But they wold not admitt me to be a chimney sweeper.
Not one wold receive me, the Lord he doth know;
And by statute wold prove me a rogue, and forlorne, And whipp me out of towne to seeke where I was borne,
Then did I remember, and call to my minde,
75 For thoughe' the judge usd my name in every com
miflion, The lawyers with their quillets wold get my dismission.
Then Westminster-hall was no place for me ;
Soe they gave me some money my charges to beare,
Next the Merchants faid, Counterfeite, get thee away, 85
And we were right glad when thou didft refuse us; ga
Then had I noe way, but for to go on
They fayd, Fye upon thee! we may thee curfe:
And then I was forced a begging to goe
Therfore to this wood I doe me repayre,
Yet within this same desert some comfort I have
Our banishment is its utter decay,
Why then, I said to him, me thinks it were best то goe to the Clergie ; for daylie they preach Eche man to love you above all the rest ;
115 Of Mercye and Pittye and Almes-deeds they teache. O, said he, noe matter a pin what they preache,
For their wives and their children foe hange them upon, That whosoever gives almes they can give none.
Then laid he him downe, and turned him away,
PLAIN TRUTH, AND BLIND IGNORANCE,
This excellent old ballad is preserved in the little ancient miscellany intitled, The Garland of Goodwill.”—IGNORANCE is here made to speak in the broad Somersetshire dialect. The scene we may suppose to be Glastonbury Abbey.