And told his Wife and all he had, he did the Children send
To be brought up in fair London, with one that was his friend.
Away then went these prity Babes rejoycing at that Tide,
Rejoycing with a merry mind, they should on Cock horse ride:
They prate and prattle pleasantly, as they rode on the way,
To those that should their Butchers be, and work their Lives decay.
So that the prity speech they had, made Murtherers hearts relent,
And they that took the Deed to do, full sore they did repent.
Yet one of them more hard of heart, did vow to do his charge,
Because the wretch that hired him, had paid him very large.