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.