Part 4 (1/2)

VIII

My doublet sleeue hangs emptie, And for to begge the bolder, For meate and drinke mine arme I shrinke, Vp close vnto my shoulder.

Still doe I cry, etc.

IX

If a Coach I heere be rumbling, To my Crutches then I hie me, For being lame, it is a shame, Such Gallants should denie me.

Still doe I cry, etc.

X

With a seeming bursten belly, I looke like one half dead, Sir, Or else I beg with a woodden legge, And a Night-cap on me head, Sir, Still doe I cry, etc.

XI

In Winter time starke naked I come into some Citie, Then euery man that spare them can, Will giue me clothes for pittie.

Still doe I cry, etc.

XII

If from out the Low-countrie, [9]

I heare a Captaines name, Sir, Then strait I swere I have bin there; And so in fight came lame, Sir.

Still doe I cry, etc.

XIII

My Dogge in a string doth lead me, When in the towne I goe, Sir, For to the blind, all men are kind, And will their Almes bestow, Sir, Still doe I cry, etc.

XIV

With Switches sometimes stand I, In the bottom of a Hill, Sir, There those men which doe want a switch, Some monie give me still, Sir.

Still doe I cry, etc.

XV

Come buy, come buy a Horne-booke, Who buys my Pins or Needles?

In Cities I these things doe crie, Oft times to scape the Beadles.

Still doe I cry, etc.

XVI

In Pauls Church by a Pillar; [10]

Sometimes you see me stand, Sir, With a Writ that showes, what care and woes I past by Sea and Land, Sir.

Still doe I cry, etc.

XVII

Now blame me not for boasting, And bragging thus alone, Sir, For my selfe I will be praying still, For Neighbours have I none, Sir.

Which makes me cry, etc.

[1: penny]