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NO NATURAL MOTHER
But God that sits on high, With his all-seeing eye, Did see my cruelty, and wicked cunning.
11 And did detect the same,
presently, presently, Unto my open shame,
and vilde discredit, Forcing me to confesse, My barbarous wickednesse, That fouly did transgresse
thus against nature.
12 My Mistresse to me said,
earnestly, earnestly, O Besse I am afraid,
thou hast done euill, Thy Belly that was high, Is fallen suddenly, This though1 I did deny,
she further vrged.
13 My conscience did me cast
[woefully, woefully,]2 So out I went in haste,
she followed after, And presently she saw, Me run vnto the straw, From whence I soone did draw,
my strangled Infant.
14 Thus taken in the same,
soone I was, soone I was, With great disgrace and shame, carried to Newgate,
1 Text theugh. 2 Torn off.