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and the Sawyer.

And vows to stick me to the wall,
Where'er he meets me―Best of all.

"Tis true the knave has taken 's oath
That I robb'd him-Well done, in troth. 640
When he 'as confefs'd he stole my cloak,
And pick'd my fob, and what he took ;
Which was the cause that made me bang him,
And take my goods again—Marry, hang him.
Now, whether I should before hand,

Swear he robb'd me ?—I understand.

Or bring my action of conversion

And trover for my goods?—Ah, whoreson.
Or, if 'tis better to endite,

And bring him to his trial?—Right.

Prevent what he defigns to do,

And swear for th' state against him?—True.

Or whether he that is defendant,

In this cafe, has the better end on't;

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Who, putting in a new cross-bill,

May traverse th' action ?-Better still.
Then there's a lady too—Aye, marry.
That's easily prov'd accessary ;

A widow, who by folemn vows,

Contracted to me for my spouse,

Combin'd with him tobreak her word,

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Mean while they robb'd me, and my horse,

And stole my faddle-Worfe and worse.