use her freedom. ’Tis some kind of pleasure and comfort, for a man sometimes in adversity, to descant on his own miserable condition; which because I found experimentally true, I applied my self to my usual custom, the use of my pen, differencing these Metropolitan Prisons thus: _To _Bedlam_ men are sent bereft of wit; When ’tis restored, then they are freed from it: Confin’d to _Newgate_ long, men can’t complain, For once a month they’re cleer’d from it and pain; In a short time their Bolts wear off, and then They may be sure ne’re to come there agen; Discharged thence their fettered souls shall be, Only an hour confin’d, and then set free. _Bridewell_, no wiseman yet did e’re dispraise thee, For thou dost feed the poor, correct the lazy; The expiration of a little time, Forgives offenders, and forgets their Crime. Hereafter from the Prison, Heav’n defend me; Rather to _Bedlam_, _Newgate_, _Bridewel_, send me; For there Wit, Work, or Law doth set men free, Nothing but Money here gets liberty._ Having lain here above a week, I sent away a Letter to my Brethren, informing them of my misfortune, and acquainting them with the sum I was imprisoned for; which was sent me by them, and brought by one of our trusty Knights: paying my Debts and Fees, I returned again to them. CHAP. LII. _He returns to his Brethren the Knights of the _Road_, whom he finds with two or three Gentlemen, strangers; he cheats one of them of a very fair and rich Watch._