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At length on a time, poor Cat-skins, ’tis said,
In her rich attire she was array’d:
And when that his Mother the chamber drew near
Then much like a goddess Cat-skins did appear
Which caus’d her to startle, and thus for to say
What Young Lady is this Son tell me, I pray,
He said, Why, ’tis Cat-skins, for whom sick I lie,
And without I have her, with speed I shall die.
His mother ran down then to tell the old knight
Who ran up to see this amazing great sight,
He said Why. ’tis Cat-skins, we hold in snch scorn
I ne’er saw a finer dame since I was born.
The old Knight said to her, I pray thee, tell me,
From whence dost thou come, and of what family
Then who were her parents, she gave him to know
And what was the cause of her wandering so.
The ’Squire cry’d, If you will save my life.
Pray grant this young creature she may be my wife
His Father reply’d, thy life for to save,
if you are agreed, my consent you shall have.
Next day with great triumph and joy as we hear
There was many coaches both far and near;
Then much like a goddess dress’d in r ch array,
Cat-skins to the ’Squire was marry'd that day.
For several days this great wedding did last.
Where were many a topping and gallant rich guest;
And for joy the bells rang over the town,
And bottles of Canary roll d merrily around.
When Cat-skin was marry’d her fame for to raise
To see her modest carriage, all gave her the praise
Thus her charming beauty the ’Sqiure did win.
And who lives so great as he and Cat-skin?
