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THE PEDLAR OPENING HIS PACK
22 Pinnes both white and red,
of all sortes and all sizes: Plumbes and Ginger bread, my Wares of diuers prizes, Bookes to read.
23 Venice Glasses fine,
were newly made in London : To drinke your Beere or Wine, come now my Pack's vndone, speake betime.
24 Lawne and Cambricke pure,
as good as e're was worne: Like yron it will dure, vntill that it be torne, be you sure.
25 Heer's many other thinges,
as lewes trumps, pipes & Babies: St. Martins Beades and Ringes, and other toyes for Ladyes, knots and stringes.
26 All you that want my Ware,
approach vnto my Standing: Where I will vse you faire, without deceit or cunning, to a hayre.
27 And as my Ware doth proue,
so let me take your mony: My pretty Turtle Doue, that sweeter is then hony, which is Loue.
Printed at London by E.A.