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No, this new Burgomaster; I like him not, God knows;

No, he's in office; daily more arrogant he grows;

And for the town, what doth he do for it?

Are not things worse from day to day?

To more restraints we must submit;

And taxes more than ever pay.

BEGGAR (sings)

Kind gentlemen and ladies fair,

So rosy-cheek'd and trimly dress'd,

Be pleas'd to listen to my prayer;

Relieve and pity the distress'd.

Let me not vainly sing my lay!

His heart's most glad whose hand is free.

Now when all men keep holiday,

Should be a harvest-day to me.