With praiseing the Trade of a bonney bold Beggar.
To the tune of, From hunger and Cold.
[126.]A Beggar, a Beggar,
A Beggar I'le be,
There's none leads a Life so jocond as hee;
A Beggar I was,
And a Beggar I am,
A Beggar I'le be, from a Beggar I came:
If (as it begins) our Trading do fall,