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Or art thou some disturbed ghost,
that wandreth to and fro?
No, hur was Taffy, was a man,
of flesh and blood and bone,
Was not believe hur, fell hur then,
or else let hur alone.
Thou art a counterfeit, quoth they,
a false dissembling knave;
Come gentlemen bring him away,
he his reward may have.
Taffy long time with them did trudge,
his heart was wond'rous sad,
They brought him. then before a judge,
where he his judgement had;
He must stand in the pillory
for four long hours and more,
That all the children might him 'spy,
that he had scar'd before.
As many then against him came,
running with all speed,
And their indictments thus they frame,
if you please them to read.
that wandreth to and fro?
No, hur was Taffy, was a man,
of flesh and blood and bone,
Was not believe hur, fell hur then,
or else let hur alone.
Thou art a counterfeit, quoth they,
a false dissembling knave;
Come gentlemen bring him away,
he his reward may have.
Taffy long time with them did trudge,
his heart was wond'rous sad,
They brought him. then before a judge,
where he his judgement had;
He must stand in the pillory
for four long hours and more,
That all the children might him 'spy,
that he had scar'd before.
As many then against him came,
running with all speed,
And their indictments thus they frame,
if you please them to read.
