I then was punisht for my fin, That I fo long had lived in ; Yea, every one that was his friend, 80 85 This tyrant brought to fhamefull end. Then for my lewd and wanton life, Where many thousands did me viewe, Not thus content, they took from mee Then unto Mrs. Blague I went, scant: But she denyed to me the same Out of her doores fhee did me shove. 90 95 100 So So love did vanish with my state, But yet one friend among the rest, For which, by lawe, it was decreed Then those to whom I had done good, My gowns befet with pearl and gold, Thus was I fcorn'd of maid and wife, I could not get one bit of bread, Whereby my hunger might be fed: Thus, weary of my life, at lengthe Within a ditch of loathsome scent, Where carrion dogs did much frequent : 125 130 The which now fince my dying daye, Is Shoreditch call'd, as writers faye * ; Which is a witness of my finne, 135 You wanton wives, that fall to lust, *But it had this name long before; being fo called from its being a common SEWER (vulgarly SHORE) or drain. See Stow. You You husbands, match not but for love, Then, maids and wives, in time amend, 145 XXVII. CORYDON's DOLEFUL KNELL. This little fimple elegy is given, with fome corrections, from two copies, one of which is in "The golden garland of princely delights." 66 The burthen of the fong, DING DONG, &c. is at prefent appropriated to burlesque fubjects, and therefore may excite only ludicrous ideas in a modern reader; but in the time of our poet it usually accompanied the most folemn and mournful frains. Of this kind is that fine aerial Dirge in ShakeSpear's Tempeft: "Full fadom five thy father lies, 66 "Of his bones are corrall made; $6 Sea "Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell, "Harke now I heare them, Ding dong bell." "Burthen, Ding dong." I make no doubt but the poet intended to conclude the above air in a manner the moft folemn and expreffive of melancholy. Y Phillida, adieu love! ΜΥ For evermore farewel! Ay me! I've loft my true love, And thus I ring her knell, Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, My Phillida is dead! I'll stick a branch of willow |