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Here stopt the youth, and claw'd his pate;
But Phoebus pulling off his hat,
Said, “By my saul, believe't who list,
‘A better wench yet never pist,
‘Than was thy mother, nor more true
‘To me; I'll give the devil his due.
‘Or if she did; for who can fix
‘A woman's heart, with others mix,
‘Thy carrot-pow can testify
‘That none thy father is but I.
‘That I may put thee out of doubt,
‘Now, Phaeton, look round about,
‘Ask any thing; for, as I live,
‘Thou cannot ask what I'll not give.
‘ May Phoebus never see, I pray,
‘The morning of another day,
‘But in a halter may I hing,
‘If I deny thee any thing.”
 
------ promissi testis adeslo,
Dis juranda palus, oculis incognita nostris.