 | The Night Raven |  |
Hee hath little to care for, that hath little to lose.
Villains by night into a Kytchin brake,Supposing brasse, and pewter thence to take.
The good-wife heard them, and her husband calls,
Telling him theeues were breaking throgh the walls
And therefore to preuent them will'd him rise,
Quoth he (kind wife) I am not so vnwise.
To put my selfe in danger causelesse so,
The night is darke as any pitch you know,
And if they there can find out goods by night,
VVhen thou and I, see nothing by day light,
Ile say they coniure or doe vse some charme,
For there is nought to lose can doe vs harme
VVife let vs both laugh at them in our sleeues,
That with our empty kitchin we gull theeues.
| The Night Raven | |