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A Song Called A Maid in Beelem know My Love was your prentice you verry well, do you Sent him to Sea which did prove my overthrow your Cruel disposition has caused my complain in the Strong walls of Beellem I'm [[?]] of my pains 2 Now Soon as this Young man had stepped on the Shore As he was A walking it was nigh A Bedlem door he overheared a damsel to Sith & Complain Crying O Shall I near See my true Love again 3 He turned himself round & was Struck with much Surprize in Looking through the Barrs saw her Beautifull Eyes He ran unto the porter A Scheme for to try - - - Crying show me the Cell where my true Love does Ly 4 The porter Looked [[strikethrough]] all [[/strikethrough]] around and began for to Stare to hear him Enquireing for his Own dearest dear - he gave unto the porter a Large peice of Gold - Saying Show me the way to the Joys of my Soul 5 (over - the other side)