Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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They my good fortune tells,
Most sweetly-have they rung. If God so favour me,                                         *s
I will not proove unkind ; London my love shall see,
And my great bounties find."
But see his happy chance I
This scullion had a cat,                                 «>
Which did his state advance,
And by it wealth he gat. His maister ventred forth,
To a land far unknowne, With marchandize of worth,                           «
As is in stories showne.
Whittington had no more
But this poor cat as than, Which to the ship he bore,
Like a brave marchant-man.                       60
" Vent'ring the same," quoth he,
" I may get store of golde, And Maior of London be,
As the bells have me told."
Whittington's marchandise,                              65
Carried was to a land Troubled with rats and mice,
As they did understand. The king of that country there,
As he at dinner sat,                                        70
Daily remain'd in fear
Of many a mouse and rat.