Poem by Anonymous

Times Altered

When Jack was poor, the lad was frank and free;
Of late he’s grown brim full of pride and pelf:
No wonder that he don’t remember me;
Why so? you see he has forgot himself.

1. Shakespeare’s Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon
2. The Guard-Chamber
3. Bide ye yet by
4. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
5. The Bells of Fletching

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