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CHARLES RICKETS' RECANTATION
2 All my folly now He banish,
which before possest my minde: All ill husbandry shall vanish, for I now begin to finde that mine owne good I haue withstood, And brought my substance very low, but now He giue my mind to thriue, Good heauens grant I may doe so.
3 I haue vs'd among the brauest,
to keepe quarter like a gallant, By which meanes my wealth is lauisht, for with the best I spent my talent: when to a Faire to sell my ware, Or Market, I did vse to goe, there was but few but my name knew, I vs'd to drinke and fuddle so.
4 Who but Charles the Lad of Morton1,
was denoted farre and neere? But now alas they shall come short on, that which late I did appeare: for now I meane to abandon cleane, Those humors which in me did flow, He bridle still my headstrong will, Good heauens grant I may doe so.
5 Many times ith' towne of Cambden,
where my businesse sometimes lay: Among boone Lads, I haue been hemb'd in and inforced long to stay: both day and night for my delight,
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