The sailors [? plyers] they all to them drived,
Do you want a Parson? they cry'd;
But as they down Fleet Ditch did prance,
What house shall we go to? says Ben,
Then Kitty, in raptures, made answer
Let's go to the Hand and the Pen.
Then into the house they did bundle,
The landlady shew'd them a room,
The landlord he roar'd out like thunder,
The parson shall wait on you soon: