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And when it was but newly ſet,
With Hope and Thyme all round,
Fine Flowers then grew prettily,
With Marjoram on the Ground.
I view'd my Garden well,
And found both Hope and Thyme,
Did both begin to flouriſh,
As they did in their Prime:
Then the young Men they came again,
My Garden for to ſee,
But I kept ſhut my Garden Door,
Leſt they ſhould ruin me.
They found my Thyme preſerv’d,
Then one amongſt the Reſt,
Did beg of me moſt heartily,
To grant him one Requeſt;
That he might my Gardener be,
Then he would take ſuch Care,
If I would let him keep the Key,
He'd keep iny Garden clear.
Up on this Promiſe made,
That he would careful be,
This young Man of my Garden Door,
I made him keep the Key:
He digg'd my Garden round about,
And planted it a-new,
Of Hope and Thyme he kept good Store,
But not one Bit of Rue.FINIS
