277      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.

5       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,

10              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.