f my Gold.

Then to _East-Smithfield_ was I led,
And there I was entertain'd:
With Kisses fine and Brandy Wine,
In Merriment we remain'd:
Methought it was the happiest Day,
That ever I did behold;
Sweet Meat alass! had sower Sauce,
They plunder'd me of my Gold.

Time after Time to pay their Shot,
My Guineas I would lug out;
Those Misses they wou'd make me stay,
And rally the other bout:
I took my Fill of Pleasures then
Altho' I was something old;
Those Joys are past, they would not last,
I'm plunder'd of all my Gold.

As I was at the wanton Game,
My Pocket they fairly pick'd;
And all my Wealth they took by stealth,
Thus was a poor Colour trick'd:
Let me therefore a Warning be,
To Merchants both young and old;
For now of late hard was my Fate,
I'm plunder'd of all my Gold.

They got three Pounds in Silver bright,
And Guineas above Threescore,
Such sharping Cracks breaks Merchants Backs,
I'll never come near them more:
Sure now I have enough of them,
My Sorrow cannot be told;
That crafty Crew makes me look Blew,
I'm plunder'd of all my Gold.

_The Dance of the_ USURER _and the_ Devil.

[Music]

Last _Christmas_ 'twas my chance,
To be in _Paris_ City;
Where I did see a Dance,
In my conceit was very pretty--By men of France.

First came the Lord of _Pool_,
And he begun his Measure;
The next came in a Fool,
And danc'd with him for pleasure--With his Tool.

The next a Knight came in,
Who look'd as he would swagger;
And after follow'd him
A merry needy Beggar--Dancing in.

The next a Gentleman,
On him a Servant tending,
And there the Dance began,
With nimble Bodies bending--Like two Friends.

Then in a Lawyer came,
With him a Knave came leaping;
And as they Danc'd in Frame,
So Hand in Hand went skipping--To the Term.

The next a Citizen,
And he a Cuckold leading;
So round about the Room,
Their Masque they fell a Treading--And fain they would.

The next an Usurer,
Old fat Guts he came grunting;
The Devil left all care,
For joy he fell a Jumping--To see him there.

And ending then their Masque,
The Fool his Lord he carries
Upon his Back in hast,
No longer there he tarries--But left the place.

The Beggar took the Knight,
Who took it in Derision;
The Searjeant took in Spite,
The Gentleman to Prison--For all his might.

The Cuckold, silly Man,
Altho' he was abhorred:
He took the Citizen,
And led him