Circulus - Packington’s Pound | Текст песни

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My Masters and Friends, and good People draw near,
And look to your Purses, for that I do say;
And tho' little Money, in them you do bear.
It cost more to get, then to lose in a day.
You oft have been told,
Both the young and the old;
And bidden beware of the Cut-purse so bold:
Then if you take heed not, free me from the Curse,
Who both give you warning, for, and the Cut-purse.
Youth, youth, thou hadst better been starv'd by thy Nurse,
Then live to be hanged for cutting a Purse.
But O, you vile Nation of Cut-purses all,
Relent and repent, and amend and be sound,
And know that you ought not,
by honest Mens fall,
Advance your own Fortunes to dye above Ground,
And though you go gay,
In Silks as you may,
It is not the high way to Heaven (as they say),
Repent then, repent you, for better, for worse
And kiss not the Gallows for cutting a Purse.
Youth, youth, thou hadst better been starv'd by thy Nurse,
Then live to be hanged for cutting a Purse.

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