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 cancel th' old.


In heaven at his manor 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 possessión.


I straight returned, and knowing his great birth,

Sought him accordingly in great resorts;

In cities, theaters, gardens, parks, and courts;

At length I heard a ragged noise and mirth


Of thieves and murderers; there I him espied,

Who straight, Your suit is granted, said, and died.