Weeping with watry-eyes, and making vows
One to have Preachers alwaies in her house,
To dine them well, and breakfast um with gelly’s
And candles hot to warm their wambling belly’s,
And if the cash where she could not unlock it
Were close secur’d, to pick her husbands pocket:
Another something a more thrifty sinner
To invite the Parson twice a week to dinner;
The other vowes a purple Pulpit-cloth
With an embroider’d Cushion, being loth