The Temple
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The merrie world did on a day With his train-bands and mates agree To meet together, where I lay, And all in sport to geere at me. First, Beautie crept into a rose, Which when I pluckt not, Sir, said she, Tell me, I pray, Whose hands are those? But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then Money came, and chinking still, What tune is this, poore man? said he: I heard in Musick you had skill. But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then came brave Glorie puffing by In silks that whistled, who but he? He scarce allow’d me half an eie. But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then came quick Wit and Conversation And he would needs a comfort be, And, to be short, make an oration. But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Yet when the houre of thy designe To answer these fine things shall come; Speak not at large, say, I am thine: And then they have their answer home. |
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