The Fatal Jealousie (1673) by Henry Nevil Payne
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page 55 of 146 (37%)
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Chor. _We know_ &c. 1. Gip. _Come then, and follow, a prize, a prize, a prize._. 2. Gip. _Give the word then, and helloa._ All. _A prize, a prize, a prize._ 1. Gip. _Here are Gallants and Ladies have fortunes to tell._ 2. Gip. _We'l tell e'm good Fortune if they give us a spell._ 1. Gip. _A hand crost with silver the Spirit infuses._ 2. Gip. _There's no Prophet lately that mettle refuses._ 1. Gip. _Men get Heaven now by Bargain and Sale._ Chor. _Masses, Trentals and Dirges Are not had for no Charges, And a Vicar for nothing won't tell you a Tale._ All. _Masses, &c._ 1. Gip. _All things are bought and sold._ 2. Gip. _Good Fortune goes with Gold._ 1. Gip. _Fall on to your Trading then._ |
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