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A BALLAD:

NOTING THE DIFFERENCE OF RICH AND POOR,

IN THE WAYS OF A RICH NOBLE'S PALACE

AND A POOR WORKHOUSE.

To the Tune of the Old and Young Courtier.”

In a costly palace Youth goes clad in gold;
In a wretched workhouse Age's limbs are cold:
There they sit, the old men by a shivering fire,
Still close and closer cowering, warmth is their

desire.

In a costly palace, when the brave gallants

dine, They have store of good venison, with old

canary wine, With singing and music to heighten the cheer; Coarse bits, with grudging, are the pauper's best

fare.

In a costly palace Youth is still carest
By a train of attendants which laugh at my

young Lord's jest; In a wretched workhouse the contrary prevails: Does Age begin to prattle !--no man heark'neth

to his tales.

In a costly palace if the child with a pin
Do but chance to prick a finger, strait the doc-

tor is called in; In a wretched workhouse men are left to perish For want of proper cordials, which their old age

might cherish.

In a costly palace Youth enjoys his lust;
In a wretched workhouse Age, in corners thrust,
Thinks

upon the former days, when he was well

to do, Had children to stand by him, both friends and

kinsmen too.

In a costly palace Youth his temples hides
With a new devised peruke that reaches to his

sides ; In a wretched workhouse Age's crown is bare, With a few thin locks just to fence out the cold air,

In peace, as in war, 'tis our young gallants'

pride, To walk, each one i’ the streets, with a rapier

by his side, That none to do them injury may have pretence; Wretched Age, in poverty, must brook offence.

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HYPOCHONDRIACUS. .

By myself walking,
To myself talking,
When as I ruminate
On my untoward fate,
Scarcely seem I
Alone sufficiently,
Black thoughts continually
Crowding my privacy ;
They come unbidden,
Like foes at a wedding,
Thrusting their faces
In better guests places,
Peevish and malecontent,
Clownish, impertinent,
Dashing the merriment:
So in like fashions
Dim cogitations
Follow and haunt me,
Striving to daunt me,

In my heart festering, ,
In my ears whispering,

Thy friends are treacherous,
Thy foes are dangerous,
Thy dreams ominous.”

Fierce Anthropophagi,
Spectra, Diaboli,
What scared St. Anthony,
Hobgoblins, Lemures,
Dreams of Antipodes,
Night-riding Incubi
Troubling the fantasy,
All dire illusions
Causing confusions ;
Figments heretical,
Scruples fantastical,
Doubts diabolical,
Abaddon vexeth me,
Mahu perplexeth me,
Lucifer teareth me

Jesu! Maria! liberate nos ab his diris tentationibus Inimici.

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