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THE HEIR OF LINNE.                       67
And over them in broad letters
These words were written so plaine to see.
" Once more, my sonne, I sette thee clere;
Amend thy life and follies past;                          so
For but thou amend thee of thy life,
That rope must be thy end at last."
" And let it bee," sayd the heire of Linne,
" And let it bee, but if I amend : For here I will make mine avow,                           a
This reade shall guide me to the end."
Away then went with a merry cheare, Away then went the heire of Linne ;
I-wis, he neither ceas'd ne blanne,
Till John o' the Scales house he did winne. <k>
And when he came to John o' the Scales, Upp at the speere then looked hee;
There sate three lords upon a rowe, Were drinking of the wine so free.
And John himselfe sate at the bord-head,             es
Because now lord of Linne was hee ;
" I pray thee," he said, " good John o' the Scales, " One forty pence for to lend mee."
" Away, away, thou thriftless loone ;
Away, away, this may not bee:                          w







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