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Bess Black
William Lawes, d. 1645
Bess black as charcoal was found in a dark hole
With Kit at the Cat and the Fiddle.
But what they did there, none safely can swear,
Troth I would be loth, were I put on oath,
Yet swear Kit with Bess did engender.
Yet it would tempt a man, bridle all that he can,
His present well wishes to tender.
But 'twas found at last, e'er a twelve-month was past,
That Christopher Bess had o'ermastered,
For betwixt either thigh, he had quarter'd so nigh,
She brought him a jolly brown bastard,
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