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Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

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7   To this they all replied, They ioyntly were agreed, What words had testifyed, Should be perform'd indeed.
The first maid threw, tray cater ace, Which is in all but eight, She hop'd from all the maids in place, To win the lad by right,
The second I thinke,
threw tray dewce cinque, There's ten (quoth she) for me.1
the first was quell'd,
for this excel'd, Full sorely vext was she.
8   The third with courage lusty, Did take the dice in hand, Now dice if you be trusty, Quoth she, this cast shall stand, For I resolue for better for worse As fortune shall dispose,
That either now ile win the horse Or else the Saddle lose.
she tooke them,
and she shooke them, And threw without feare or wit,
tray cater sice,
gramercy dice, Quoth she, for that is it.
9   She thought herselfe most certain The young man now to haue, But false deluding fortune,
No such great fauour gaue.
The young man tooke the dice vp,2
Quoth he now haue at all,
1 No period in the text.                       2 No comma in the text.
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