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SONG II.

I

Dame Fortune if thou want'st a guide,
I'le tell thee how thou maist divide,
Distribute unto each his due,
Justice is Blind and so are you.

II

To the Usurer this doom impart,
May's Scrivener break, and then his Heart,
His Debtors unto beggary fall,
Or what's as bad turn Courtiers all.

III

Unto Tradesmen that sell too dear,
A long vacation all the Year!
Revenge us thus on their deceits,
And send them Wives, light, as their Weights.

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IV

And lest the Players should grow poor,
Send them Aglaura's more and more,
Unto the Puritans more Ears,
Then Ceres in her Garland wears.

V

But Fortune how canst recompence,
The French mens daily insolence?
For them I know no greater pain,
Then to be sent to France again.

VI

To the Physician (if you please)
Send him another new disease,
And give to Scholars (if thou canst do't)
A Benefice without a suit.

VII

To Court Lords great Monopolies,
And to their Wives Communities,
So Fortune shalt thou please them all,
When Lords do rise and Ladies fall.

VIII

Unto the Lawyers (I beseech)
As much for silence as for speech.
To Ladies Ushers strength of Back
And to my self a cup of Sack.