. The Squibob papers . 88 THE SQUIBOB PAPERS. IX. TO her Lord, a learned Doctore,Ye high-born ladye came; Now by my faith and halidome She cried, It is foul the fat mans audacityTo him she did bewail,And their tears flowed together oerThe mournful taylours 90 THE SQUIBOB PAPERS. NOW ye Doctor was a wise man,Of exceeding great renown,So he g£>t him in hys buggye,And posted up to all that officer, hys friends, He quicklye spread ye news,How fearfully that fleshy one,Ye tayloure did abuse.

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