Pleasant and Diver tive. 1 89
Mad MAUDLIN,
To find out Tom of Bedlam.
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TO find my Tom of Bedlam Ten Thousand Years
I'll Travel,
Mad Maudlin goes with dirty Toes to save her Shoes
from Gravel.
Yet will I sing Bonny Boys, bonny Mad Boys, Bedlam
Boys are Bonny ;
They still go bare and live by the Air, and want no
Drink, nor Money.
I now repent that ever poor Tom was so disdain'd,
My Wits are lost since him I crost, which makes me
go thus Chain'd :
Yet will I sing, &c.
My Staff hath Murder'd Gyants, my Bag a long Knife
carries,
To cut Mince-pyes from Children's Thighs, with which
I feast the Faries :
Yet I will sing, &c.
My Horn is made of Thunder, I stole it out of Heav'n,
The Rain-bow there is this I wear, for which I thence
was driv'n :
Yet will I sing, &c.