Redemption

Having been tenant long to a rich lord,

    Not thriving, I resolved to be bold,

    And make a suit unto him, to afford

A new small-rented lease, and cancell th' old.

In heaven at his manour I him sought:

    They told me there, that he was lately gone

    About some land, which he had dearly bought

Long since on earth, to take possession.

I straight return'd, and knowing his great birth,

    Sought him accordingly in great resorts;

    In cities, theatres, gardens, parks, and courts:

At length I heard a ragged noise and mirth

    Of theeves and murderers: there I him espied,

    Who straight,

Your suit is granted,

said, and died.