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Since I then have thee found
as good as my word to be,
A homely ſupper ere we part
thou ſhalt here take with me.
O pardon me, quoth he,
ſweet miſtreſs now I pray;
For out of my maſter’s houſe,
ſo long I dare not ſtay.
Alas! good Sir, ſaid ſhe,
are you ſo ſtrictly ty’d,
You may not with a deareſt friend,
one hour or two abide?
I ſupped with her that night,
with joys that did abound,
And for the ſame paid preſently,
in money twice three pounds.
An hundred kiſſes then
for my farewell ſhe gave,
Crying, ſweet Barnwell, when ſhall I,
thy company again have?
O ſtay not too long my love,
ſweet George have me in mind,
Her words bewitched my childiſhineſs
ſhe utter’d them to kind.
I oft to her did go
and got her ſtore of coin,
Yea, ſometimes fifty pounds,
all which he did purloin.
And thus he did paſs on,
until his maſter then,
Did call to have his reckoning
caſt up among his men.
Then from his maſter ſtraight,
he ran in ſecret ſort,
