How he was troubled with a woman’s belly;
A crop-sick Sister.
For she was full of caudle and devotion,
Which in her stomach raised a commotion,
For the hot vapours much did damnifie,
The woman went to walk in Finsbury:
So though a while she was sustain’d with ginger,
Yet at the length a cruel paine did twinge her;
And like as marble sweats before a shower,
So did she sweate, and sweating forth did poure