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Here and there they shew them Doughty,
In Cells and Woods to get their Booty.
Thence to Mansfield, where I knew one,
That was a comely and a true one,
With her a naked Compact made I,
Her long lov'd I, with her laid I,
Town and her I left both, doubtful
Lest my Love had made her fruitful.
* Thence to Overbowles, where †
Danus
Dwelt with's Danes in time of Janus;
Way to th' Town is well dispos'd,
All about with Trenches clos'd;
Pallisadoes hid with Bushes,
Rampires over-grown with Rushes.
On a Feast-day I came thither,
When good People flock'd together,
Where induc'd by Host's example,
I repair'd unto the Temple,
Where I heard the Preacher gravely,
With his red Nose tip'd most bravely.
Dormice-like the People seem'd,
Tho' he cry'd, they sleeping dream'd;
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