The Astrologer

It's of a bold astrologer - in London town did dwell At telling maidens fortunes - theres none could him excell There was a nice young serving girl - a'living there close by She went one day to the astrologer - all for to have a try. "I hear that you tell fortunes sir - would you tell me mine said she "Of course my dear without a doubt, if you'll come upstairs with me" "To come upstairs with you kind sir - I fear I am afraid" She spoke it with such modesty - as if she was a maid. "To come upstairs with me my dear - you need not be afraid Knowing it was but the other day - you with your master laid!" Then she began to curse and swear she would her master bring As witness for both him and her that it was no such thing. "My pretty maid don't swear and curse you'll make the deed the worse For the crown piece that he gave to you - you've got it in your purse" "Oh indeed you can tell fortunes sir - you've told me mine said she Then out she pulled the crown piece - "Good morning sir" said she.