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Of a Cittizen and his Sonne

A cittizen that dwelt neare Temple barre,
By hap one day fell with his sonne at iarre:
Who for his euill life and lewd demerit,
He oft affirm'd he would quite disinherit.
And vow'd his goods and lands all to the poore.
His sonne what with his play, what with his (------)
Was so consumed at last, that he did lacke,
Meate for his mouth, and clothing for his backe.
O craftiē pouertie, his father now,
May giue him all he hath, yet keepe his vow.