Months at old _Babylon_ been-_a_,
And on Pardons, and Punks, all your _Rhino_ is spent;
And when you have seen all, that there is to be seen-_a_,
You'll return not so Rich, tho' as Wise as you went:
And 'twill be but small Comfort after so much Expence-_a_,
That your Heirs will do just so an Hundred Years hence-_a_.

_A Young Man's_ WILL.

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A _Young Man_ sick and like to die,
His last _Will_ being written found;
I give my _Soul_ to _God_ on high,
And my _Body_ to the Ground:
Unto some _Church-men_ do I give,
Base Minds to greedy Lucre bent;
_Pride_ and _Ambition_ whilst they live,
_By this my_ Will _and_ Testament.

_Item._ Poor folks _brown Bread_ I give,
And eke _bare Bones_, with hungry Cheeks;
_Toil_ and _Travel_ whilst they live,
And to feed on _Roots_ and _Leeks_:
_Item._ To Rich Men I bestow,
High _Looks_, low _Deeds_, and Hearts of Flint;
And that themselves they seldom know,
_By this_, &c.

Proud stately _Courtiers_ do I _Will_,
Two Faces in one Head to wear,
For Great Men _Bribes_, I think most fit,
_Pride_ and _Oppression_ through the Year:
_Tenants_ I give them leave to lose,
And _Landlords_ for to raise their _Rent_;
_Rogues_ to Fawn, Collogue and glose,
_By this_, &c.

_Item._ To _Soldiers_ for their _Fees_,
I give them _Wounds_ their Bodies full;
And for to beg on bended Knees,
With Cap in Hand to every _Gull_:
_Item_. I will poor _Scholars_ have,
For all their Pains and Travel spent:
_Raggs_, _Jaggs_, and _Taunts_ of every Knave,
_By this my_ Will _and_ Testament.

To _Shoemakers_ I grant this Boon,
Which _Mercury_ gave them once before;
Altho' they earn two Pence by Noon,
To spend e'er Night two Groats and more:
And _Blacksmiths_ when the Work is done,
I give to them incontinent,
To drink two Barrels with a Bun,
_By this my_ Will _and_ Testament.

To _Weavers_ swift, this do I leave,
Against that may beseem them well:
That they their good Wives do deceive,
Bring home a Yard and steal an Ell:
And _Taylors_ too must be set down,
A _Gift_ to give them I am bent;
To cut four Sleeves to every Gown,
_By this_, &c.

To Tavern haunters grant I more,
Red Eyes, Red Nose, and Stinking Breath;
And Doublets foul with drops before,
And foul Shame until their _Death_:
And _Gamesters_ that will never leave,
Before their Substance be all spent;
The Wooden _Dagger_ I bequeath,
_By this_, &c.

To common Fidle