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To an Hay-loft I was led in,
Boards my Bed, and Straw my Bedding.
Having thus left High-Cross early,
I to Waltham travelled fairly,
To the Hospital of Oswald,
And that Princely Seat of * The'bald;
There all Night I drank old Sack-a,
With my Bed upon my Back-a.
Thence to Hodsdon, where stood watching,
Cheats who liv'd by Cony catching:
False Cards bro't me, with them play'd I,
Dear for their Acquaintance paid I.
'Fore the Justice they appeared,
Them he praised, me he jeered.
Thence to Ware, where mazy Amwel
Mildly cuts the Southern Channel:
Rivers streaming, Banks resounding:
Middleton with Wealth abounding:
Mightily did these delight me;
"O, I wish'd them Aqua vitæ!
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