The loyal and true hearted Subjects good Will to King and
Common-wealth.
For all the Merchants that with Lead doth trade,
And Minors, I these Verses here have made,
For their sweet pleasure mirth, and great delight,
I took the pains these Verses to indite,
But my good will to King and Country here
To all true subjects plainly shall appear.
To the Tune of, The Dukes wish, or ile ask no more.
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MInors of Minervals where e're you be
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You Lead Merchants that Trade by Sea
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From the Shore,
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Bow down a while and give Ear to me
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And ile ask no more,
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I would have a Grove with Ore quick.
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With a Rib of Ore thirty foot thick,
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That's great store,
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That would yeild me ten Thousand Load a Week
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And, etc.
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This Ore i'd have booth sole and stool
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Or else you'd count me an unwise fool,
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Of Wit poor,
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And Wind my Workmens heat to cool,
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And, etc.
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This Ore I'd have from Water free,
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To the depth of Seventy seven and three
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That's fourscore,
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And Ten Thousand yards of length to be
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And, etc.
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THen would I build up stately Coes
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And would possess my ground with Stoes,
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All Men before,
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So that no Ranglers could me oppose,
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And i'de ask no more.
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Then Lead I would desire to see
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At fifty pound a fodder to be,
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And never Lower,
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Likewise all Trading good to be,
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And, etc.
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And then I would desire to see
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Each man worth fifty pound to be,
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None i'd have poor,
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And to live in peace and Unity,
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And, etc.
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Likewise I would desire to see
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Two sons born to his Majesty,
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Them i'd adore,
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And the Crown worn by the Heir to be
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And, etc.
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And then a Bride I'de take to me,
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A Virgin pure I'de have her to be,
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Her I'de adore,
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And one to be come of honesty,
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And, etc.
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Then if Fortune of us smil'd
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I'd have her to conceive with child,
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Her death before,
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And to be delivered of two Sons meek & mild
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And, etc.
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My Sons I would bring up so well
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With learning high for to excel
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Ten thousand score,
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And to obey the true Gospel
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And etc.
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My Heir I would desire to see
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Chief Counsellor to His Majesty
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My death before,
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And the Youngest Chief Admiral of the Sea
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And, etc.
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Then i'd desire the true Gospel
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Might increase and among us dwel,
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They are sinners poor,
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And then our Souls by Christ to be freed from Hell,
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Then i'd ask no more.
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