'Tis true I'll prove it clear:
Tom owes ten pounds, for which he pays
in Limbo half a year.
ON JACK STRAW'S CASTLE, HAMPSTEAD HEATH, BEING REPAIRED.
With best of food—of beer and wines,
Here may you pass a merry day;
So shall "mine host," while Phoebus shines,
Instead of straw, make good his hay.