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<HEAD><HI>The Cruel LAND-LORD: OR, <HI>The Fortunate Husband-man:</HI></HI></HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Containing a &s;weet and comfortable Cordial, after &s;harp and &s;ower Sorrow, as you &s;hall find by this following Ditty.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>If Love's a &s;weet Pa&s;&s;ion,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
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<Q><P>Lord bring my Soule out of Pri&s;on.</P> <BIBL>p&s;al. 142.</BIBL></Q>
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<LG>
<L>THere was a poor Man liv'd in <HI>Somer&s;et-&s;hire,</HI></L>
<L>Who by his loving-VVife had five Children dear;</L>
<L>And tho' every day he did work and take pains,</L>
<L>Yet &s;o great was his charge and &s;o little his gains,</L>
<L>That he &s;carce could get Bread for to feed them with all,</L>
<L>VVhen they did to their Father for Nouri&s;hment call.</L>
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<L>All kind of Provi&s;ion was rais'd in a trice.</L>
<L>Being forc'd an compell'd to give double the Price</L>
<L>For our Bread&punc; corn, and likewi7s;e all manner of Food;</L>
<L>From which Con<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters">deration we well may conclude,</L>
<L>That it mu&s;t be a &s;orrow and grief to the poor</L>
<L>VVho receive for their VVork not one Penny the more.</L>
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<L>The Rich at a plentiful Table do feed,</L>
<L>VVhile the Poor they are ready to Peri&s;h for need;</L>
<L>As by woeful Experience we well under&s;tand,</L>
<L>For there is many good Familes now in this Land,</L>
<L>That can hardly bear up, let them do what they can,</L>
<L>Ay, and &s;uch was the ca&s;e of this hone&s;t poor Man.</L>
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<L>His VVife &s;he fell Sick, and did langui&s;hing lye,</L>
<L>At the end of full &s;eventeen VVeeks &s;he did dye;</L>
<L>In which time he could ne'er pay the Landlard his Rent,</L>
<L>VVho did threaten him daily, That he &s;hould be &s;ent</L>
<L>To a Pri&s;on, where he &s;hould for ever remain,</L>
<L>For without Rent he ne'er would relea&s;e him again.</L>
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<L>He cry'd, <HI>Be not &s;o Cruel, Pray Land-lord forbear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>You &s;hall not lo&s;e one Penny, I'll work and take care</HI></L>
<L><HI>For to pay you next Harve&s;t;</HI> yet this was in vain,</L>
<L>Having bury'd his VVife, and returning again;</L>
<L>He arre&s;ted this poor Man, and &s;ent him to Iayl,</L>
<L>For he had not a friend that would &s;tand for his Bayl.</L>
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<L>The cries of the Infants did ring in his Ears,</L>
<L>And in &s;orrow they paid a &s;ad tri<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="3 letters">e of Teers;</L>
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<L>Yet this cruel Oppre&s;&s;or no pity would &s;how,</L>
<L>But to Pri&s;on the poor Man was <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">orced to go;</L>
<L>VVhile his poor little Infants did weep and bewail,</L>
<L>Their dear Mother was Dead, and their Father in Iayl,</L>
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<L>There was a poor VVidow that liv'd in the Town,</L>
<L>VVho did readily proffer to part with a Crown</L>
<L>Towards rai&s;ing a Sum, the &s;aid Land-lord to pay,</L>
<L>Her example was follow'd by others next day;</L>
<L>So they quickly releas'd their poor Neighbour from thrall;</L>
<L>Having &s;ome what to feed his poor Children withal.</L>
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<LG>
<L>About five VVeeks after this Action was done,</L>
<L>He had an one loving Cou&s;in, a dear Si&s;ter's Son,</L>
<L>VVho did dye without I&s;&s;ue, and made him his Heir;</L>
<L>Hor&s;e and Man being &s;ent for to find him out there.</L>
<L>For to take Po&s;&s;ion of two Hundred a Year,</L>
<L>VVhich does lie in the middle of fair <HI>Dor&s;et-&s;hire.</HI></L>
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<L>Soon after he was in Po&s;&s;ion of all,</L>
<L>He return'd to the Town, for his friends he did call,</L>
<L>VVho had hope him from Pri&s;on, requiting there love</L>
<L>But the poor hone&s;t Widow he honour'd above</L>
<L>All the re&s;t of his good Benefactors and Friends,</L>
<L>For he took her to VVife for to make her amends,</L>
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<L>Some blam'd him for making that VVidow his VVife,</L>
<L>But he an&s;wer'd, &s;aying, <HI>She &s;aved my Life,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Had it not been for her, I in Goal might have dy'd;</HI></L>
<L><HI>She's de&s;erying and worthy to be my &s;weet Bride;</HI></L>
<L><HI>I &s;hall always remember her love and good will,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And while life does remain I will honour her &s;till.</HI></L>
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<L>This cruel Oppre&s;&s;or which was &s;o unkind,</L>
<L>He began to be vexed and mad in his mind,</L>
<L>He that had been his hone&s;t mean Tenant before,</L>
<L>Was at la&s;t the head Land-lord of his and much more;</L>
<L>For the cruelty acted when as his Wife dy'd,</L>
<L>He was fearful he would probe a Thorn in his &s;ide.</L>
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<L>Who&s;e Sorrow was evermore &s;harp and severe,</L>
<L>Yet he now has no le&s;s then two Hundred a Year;</L>
<L>Thus we &s;ee how good Providence &s;till does take care,</L>
<L>Of the, Poor and the Needy, then who &s;hall di&s;pair?</L>
<L>Let us tru&s;t in God's Mercies, tho' never &s;o poor.</L>
<L>It is he that in love can repleni&s;h our Store.</L>
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