But now I have kill'd her, I can't her recall, I will sell my poor Colly, hide, horns and all: _Sing Oh &c_ The Butcher shall have her, though he gives but a pound; And he knows in his heart that my Colly was sound; _Sing Oh &c_ And when he has bought her, let him sell all together, The flesh for to eat, and the hide for leather: _Sing Oh &c_-- FINIS. Printed for C. Passinger, at the seven stars in the New Buildings on London-bridge-- [17.] A Miser having a sheep stolen from him, by a poor man, would needs send him to Prison, saying there was not so damn'd a Rogue in the World; Pray, Sir, said he, _remember yourself, and be good to me_-- A Glass, when a G [12.] Is took away, I.C. Is a Lass, I mean of the Game, Put L too away, What is't then, I pray, Why, an Ass, and you are the same. [4.] A Nobleman having a mind to be merry, sent for his Chaplain, and told him, That, unless he could resolve him these three Questions, he should be discarded, and turn'd out of his Service; but if he cou'd, he shou'd have Thirty Guinneys, and the best Horse in his Stable; So he propos'd the Questions to him, which were these; _First, what compass the World was about?_ _Secondly, How deep the Sea was?_ _And Thirdly, What he thought?_ The Poor Chaplain was in a peck of Troubles, and did not know how to answer them, or what to say, thinking them very unreasonable Questions; so that all he could do was to desire a little time to consider upon them, which the Earl granted. So he going along the Fields one day very melancholy, a Cobler of the Town, a Merry Fellow (who was very like the Chaplain, both in Physiognomy and Stature) met him, and ask'd him the reason of his sadness; which with some Reluctancy he told him: O Sir, says the Cobler, don't be dejected, chear up; I've thought of a device to save your Place, and get you the Money and Horse too; but you shall give me Ten Guinneys for my pains. So he agreed to't; and it was thus: Says he, I'll put on your Cloaths, and go to My Lord, and answer his Questions. Accordingly he went, and when he came before him, he answer'd him thus: To the first Question, _What Compass the World was about?_ He answered, _It was four and twenty hours Journey; and if a man could keep pace with the Sun, he could easily go it in that time._ To the Second, _How deep the Sea was?_ He answer'd _Only a stone's throw; for cast it into the deepest place of it, and in time it will come to the bottom._ To the third (which I fancy your Lordship thinks the most difficult to be resolv'd, but is indeed the easiest) which is; _What your Lordship thinks?_ I answer, _That you think I am your Chaplain, when as indeed I am but the Cobler of Gloucester._ The Nobleman was so pleas'd with his witty Answers, that he perform'd his Promise to his Chaplain, and gave the Cobler Ten Guinneys for his Ingenuity.