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Thy father likewise is of noble degree, And thou art well worthy a lady to be.” Thus was the feast ended with joy and
delight, A bridegroom most happy then was
the young knight; In joy and felicity long lived he, All with his fair lady the pretty Bessie.
of Bethnal Green.
COW ponder well, you parents
dear, These words which I shall A doleful story you shall hear,
In time brought forth to light.
In Norfolk dwelt of late,
Most men of his estate.
No help his life could save;
And both possessed one grave: No love between these two was lost,
Each was to other kind; In love they lived, in love they died,
And left two babes behind. The one a fine and pretty boy,
Not passing three years old; The other a girl, more young than be,
And framed in beauty's mould. The father left his little son,
As plainly doth appear, When he to perfect age should come,
Three hundred pounds a year.
And to his little daughter, Jane,
Five hundred pounds in gold,
Which might not be controlled :
Ere they to age should come, Their uncle should possess their wealth,
For so the will did run. “ Now, brother,” said the dying man,
“ Look to my children dear, Be good unto my boy and girl
No friends else have they here : To God and you I recommend
My children dear, this day; But little while, be sure we have
Within this world to stay. “You must be father and mother both,
And uncle, all in one: God knows what will become of them,
When I am dead and gone." With that bespake their mother dear:
“O brother kind!” quoth she,
“You are the man rust bring er
To wealth or misery. Ibabes “And if you keep them carefully,
Then God will you reward;
God will your deeds regard."
Thev kissed their children small,
Sweet sister, do not fear:
Nor aught else that I have,
When you are laid in grave."
The children home he takes,