[26.] A Gentleman coming drunk to Bed over night, in the morning could not find his breeches: then he knock'd for the Chamberlain: Sir, says he, if you are sure you brought them in with you, you had best search your pockets for them, for you lost all your Money last Night out of your Pockets, it may be your Breeches are got in there.
The cunning Northerne Begger
Who all the By-standers doth earnestly pray
To bestow a penny upon him to day.
To the Tune of Tom of Bedlam.
[29.]I am a lusty begger,
And live by others giving,
I scorne to worke,
But by the highway lurke,