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<DATE>2009-03-05</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B081155.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD><HI>Great News from Southwark:</HI> OR, THE <HI>Old Womans Legacy to her Cat.</HI></HEAD>
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<P>GIVING An Account of an Old Mi&s;erable Woman, who lately Kept a Blind Ale-Hou&s;e, in St. <HI>Tooley</HI>-Street, near the Burrough of <HI>Southwark;</HI> who was &s;o wretchedly Covetous, as to deny her &s;elf the Common Benefits of Life, as to Meat and Cloaths; leaving, at her Death, about Eighteen Hundred Pounds, to her CAT; u&s;ing to &s;ay often, when the CAT Mew'd,
<Q>Peace <HI>PUSS,</HI> peace; Thou &s;halt have All, when I am Dead.</Q></P>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The Bleeding Heart,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
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<HEAD>I.</HEAD>
<L>In <HI>Southwark,</HI> there did lately dwell</L>
<L>A Rich old Woman, noted well:</L>
<L>An Ale-Hou&s;e-keeper, by her Trade;</L>
<L>She liv'd alone, and had no Maid.</L>
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<HEAD>II.</HEAD>
<L>For, very Poor &s;he &s;eem'd to be,</L>
<L>And was maintain'd by <HI>Charity</HI></L>
<L>Her Family was very &s;mall;</L>
<L>A CAT &s;he kept, and that was all.</L>
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<LG N="3">
<HEAD>III.</HEAD>
<L>No Food her &s;elf &s;he would afford,</L>
<L>But what came from her Neighbours Board:</L>
<L>But for her CAT, &s;he Meat would buy,</L>
<L>And feed her, ay! mo&s;t daintily.</L>
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<HEAD>IV.</HEAD>
<L>She liv'd &s;o clo&s;e, and far'd &s;o hard,</L>
<L>That &s;he her &s;elf had well nigh &s;tarv'd:</L>
<L>No Cloaths or Victuals would &s;he buy,</L>
<L>But feed her CAT mo&s;t daintily.</L>
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<HEAD>V.</HEAD>
<L>She heaped up her Bags in Store,</L>
<L>And pincht her Guts, to lay up more:</L>
<L>Tho' &s;he as Lean as Rake, did grow,</L>
<L>Her CAT was Plump, as any Doe.</L>
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<LG N="6">
<HEAD>VI.</HEAD>
<L>Her Belly-Money up &s;he laid,</L>
<L>Until an hand&s;ome Summ it made:</L>
<L>Her Guttage Money it was found</L>
<L>To be nigh Eighteen Hundred Pound.</L>
</LG>
<LG N="7">
<HEAD>VII.</HEAD>
<L>For Death, at length, began to creep,</L>
<L>And Rock the Rich Old Crone a&s;leep:</L>
<L>A&s;leep &s;he lay, to Death confin'd,</L>
<L>And left her CAT, and Wealth, behind.</L>
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<LG N="8">
<HEAD>VIII.</HEAD>
<L>A Day, or Two, did &s;carcely pa&s;s,</L>
<L>When by her Neighbours mi&s;t &s;he was:</L>
<L>Who marvell'd greatly, that &s;he &s;tay'd,</L>
<L>And came not for her Daily Bread.</L>
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<LG N="9">
<HEAD>IX.</HEAD>
<L>Among the Re&s;t, One went to &s;ee,</L>
<L>What the Occa&s;ion there might be:</L>
<L>But when that he came in the Hou&s;e,</L>
<L>He found all &s;till, as any Mou&s;e.</L>
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<LG N="10">
<HEAD>X.</HEAD>
<L>Up Stairs he went, and in the Bed</L>
<L>He found the Rich Old Woman dead:</L>
<L>And, looking in a Trunk ju&s;t by,</L>
<L>Near Eighteen Hundred Pounds did lie.</L>
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<LG N="11">
<HEAD>XI.</HEAD>
<L>No &s;ooner he had found the Hoard,</L>
<L>But he divulg'd it all abroad:</L>
<L>Then flockt the Neighbours, to behold</L>
<L>The Trea&s;ur'd Bags of Coyned Gold.</L>
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<LG N="12">
<HEAD>XII.</HEAD>
<L>Thus did &s;he cheat and baffle &s;uch,</L>
<L>As thought her Poor: for &s;he was Rich:</L>
<L>Her Belly &s;av'd it for her CAT,</L>
<L>But PUSS mu&s;t &s;hew the WILL for that</L>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>James Read,</HI> 1695.</P>
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