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The Low-country soldier turned burgomaster
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1685
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The Low-Country SOLDIER turned BURGOMASTER PART I. HERE you may see the turns of fate From woe to joy from poor tâ— great A mark of fortune's special love Who did a soldier's grief remove One who in former days 't is told Had trudg'd thro' weather hot and cold 'Till he was poor and pennyless You would have laugh'd to have seen the dreâ—â— His shoes with trudging up and down No sole they had a hat no crown His coat no sleeves his shirt the same But by his side a sword of fame Without a seabbard good or bad Nor was there any to be had His coat and breeches would not come In depth to cover half his bum Now being weary of his trade One day he to his captain said Pray now give me a full discharge That I my fortune may enlarge I am persuaded I shall be A burgomaster sir said he To Venice if you 'll let me go His captain smiling answer'd No. With you said he I will not part Then thought the soldier I 'll desert My colours let what will befal And soon he went for good and all Now as he march'd with all his might A coachman and his worthy knight Upon the road he chanc'd to find And ask'd to borrow full five pound At this the knight laugh'd out amain And said When will you pay it again He answer'd Sir you shall be paid When I am burgomaster made Of Venice which will be my lot The noble knight away he got And laugh'd to see him in that trim But still the coachman lent it him This being done away he went To Venice where some time he spent To view the palace rich and gay And then to Burgo's took his way Who kept a house to entertain All kind of guest He call'd amain For wine and other liquors free Tho' in a wretched garb was he PART II. THIS soldier was a gallant blade And while in pleasure there he stay'd Behold a ' squire living near Courted the burgo's daughter dear Now as he kept her company One day the soldier sitting by Feigning asleep he overheard This private talk as it appeared Part of the private talk was this My dear sweet love the charming bliss Let me enjoy this self-same night The damsel told him that he might If he would to her chamber creep When all the house was fast asleep About the hour of twelve o'clock She would the door for him unlock The soldier heard the whole design Thought he The pleasure shall be mine And thereupon he went before To the young lady's chamber-door He knock'd and soon she let him in A pleasant game did then begin And ere an hour's time was past Her love the ' squire came at last He knock'd Who 's there the lady cry'd The soldier lying by her side Said It is the ragged fellow sure Who seem'd as if he slept secure He heard us and is come to have That pleasure which our love did crave But it 's in vain I will arise And dash the piss-pot in his eyes Accordingly in woeful case He dash'd it in the ' squire's face Away he goes and nothing said Supposing it had been the maid She laughed at the pleasant jest And gave him then among the rest A diamond ring with kisses sweet But did not understand the cheat Then he arose and went his way Behold on the succeeding day Upon his right-hand the ring she espy'd Pray where had you the same she cry'd He answer'd then and thus he said Pray be not in the least dismay For you was loving kind and free Last night and gave the same to me O bless me did I lie with you Since it is so I pray be true And do not let the same be told So thou shalt never want for gold He vow'd he would conceal the same Soon after this the ' squire came Saying Why was you so unkind The piss pot made me almost blind The youthful damsel answer'd thus 'T is good enough if it were worse Because you thought to ruin me My honour and my chastity PART III. IN part the third we must return Unto a mighty great concern Consisting of some thousand pounds Which the poor soldier's fortune crownâ— Behold her wealthy father he Did send four mighty ships to sea Laden with glorious merchandize Rich silks and other wares likewise They had been gone full seven year No tale or tiding they could hear Of them at length he gave them o'er And never thought to see them more At length there was a letter brought The ships were safe with riches frought Near to the borders of the land Which news came to his daughter's hand Then having view'd and read the same She to the ragged soldier came Crying My dear be true to me You shall a Burgomaster be My father thinks his ships are lost Which now are on the Venice coast And ere he does the tidings hear Go buy his right in them my dear And when thou hast the bargain bought Of four large ships richly fraught Be what it will of me you shall Have money to pay for it all Then on her father he did wait And struck a bargain with him strait For the four ships four hundred pound Whether the same be lost or found No sooner was the bargain made And that small sum of money paid But he heard the ships were come Their burden was a mighty sum Then did the Burgomaster fret Cause he with such a loss had met But since iâ— could not better be He with the soldier did agree To take the daughter for a bride With all my heart he then reply'd Then out of hand they married were The soldier and the lady fair No sooner were they man and wife But strait her father left this life And when he in his grave was laid The son was Burgomaster made He that had travell'd many miles Was now by fortune's special smiles Made mighty powerful and great And knew no end of his estate PART IV. NOW mind the latter part I pray I make no question but you 'll say Still as you read the story out The things were strangely brought about While he was Burgomaster we hear His former captain did repair Unto his house by chance to dine With other brave cammanders fine The Burgomaster seeing that He strait put on his no crown'd hat With all his ragged cloaths And so into the room he goes The captain then began to swear Lieutenant pray see who is there My ragged Burgomaster who In private from his colours flew Strait from the presence of his good He step'd away himself he drest In sumptuous robes he drest amain And then return'd to them again The captain said Right worthy sir Here is a foolish ragged cur Endu'd with neither wit nor sense I 'll hang him e'er I go from hence He from his colours did desert The Burgo said Be not so tart In presence of these gentlemen Write his discharge here 's guineas ten He wrote the same and took the gold The Burgomaster said Behold I am the man and now at last What once I said is come to pass The captain then began to fume And told his gallants in the room If he had known as much before It should have cost him ten times more And then within a month or less The knight whom once he did address To lend him five pounds on the road Come there to take up his abode The Burgomaster as before Put on his robes both rent and tore So that the kinght might know him strait As he did on his worship wait He to his coachman turn'd him round And said There 's one owes you five pounds When do you think the same to get He is not Burgomaster yet The coachman said as I do live I freely do the same forgive Because I to my sorrow see He still remains in poverty For some short time he went away And drest himself in rich array In feathers fine and rich perfume And so return'd into the room Having discours'd with them awhile He told the coachman with a smile As he help'd him in time of need He would return it now indeed He gave him then five thousand pound Likewise a match for him he found A sweet young lady fair and clear Daughter to a renowned peer The knight was vexed to the heart That he must with his servant part But let him grieve it must be so Whether his lordship will or no. Thus he who once was mean and poor At length enjoys a happy store Which fortune unto him did send And he prov'd grateful to his friâ—nâ— Printed in Aldermary Church Yard