To saue his [...]
for feare she would him kill:
Where banging him round about,
[...]ith courage strong and stout,
she cryed my hartes trill lill.
[...]how fie for shame what do you [...],
your husband [...] to bang:
Tis better [...],
[...]
[...],
which [...]:
[...],
[...],
[...];
[...]:
[...] banging him [...]ound [...]bout,
With courage strong stout,
she cried my harts trill [...].
[...],
[...]:
[...],
[...]
And casting of a C [...]stard small,
Which she in [...] did kéepe:
She hath misusde me as you sée,
and made me thus to wéepe.
And [...] she takes delight,
to plague me at her will:
And euer she crieth when on me she flieth,
h [...] with you my harts trill lill.
[...] with a murrain sir she saide,
[...] [...]hoppes be fed:
[...] Custards and with apple pyes,
[...] [...]me si [...]h your head.
[...] take the Rye brown loafe,
[...] the [...]
[...],
[...]
[...]
[...]
And euer she [...]eth [...] she flyeth,
haue with you my harte trill-lill.
And th [...]u [...] quoth she indifferent well,
thy carkasse I did [...]:
Yet from thy carrion gréedy guts,
Ile fetch out euery [...].
With [...] a feather take,
and [...] [...]at it thrust:
The [...] [...] the Apple pye,
and laid it in the dust.
The Dor [...] [...] she shall into it [...]r [...]e,
[...].
Murder she cried as in [...] she fryed,
haue with you my harts trill lill.
[...]e héere the spitefull nature [...],
wherwith she was possest:
For neuor was there any man,
like to the Cobler drest,
Who made an oath while he did liue,
such wisdome to applye:
He would take héed how he did ease,
or touch an apple pye.
Least with his wife he fell at strife,
and felt her froward will:
Who euermore cryeth when on him she flieth
haue with you my harts trill lill.
FINIS.
AT LONDON Printed for Andrew White and are to be solde at his shop at the Royall Exchange, ouer against the Conduct in Cornhill.