Fring'd and ymbroidered petticoats

Now begge. But heard you nam'd,

Till now of late, busks, perrewigs,

Maskes, plumes of feathers fram'd,

Supporters, posters, fardingales

Above the loynes to waire,

That be she near so bombe-thin, yet

She crosse-like seems foure-squaire?

Some wives, grayheaded, shame not locks