This Maid cou’d neither rest nor Sleep,
When that she heard the Bed to crack;
Her Master Captive busie was,
Her Dame cry’d out, you hurt my Back:
Oh Husband you do me wrong,
You’ve lain so hard my Breast upon;
You are such another Man,
You’d have me do more than I can:
Tush Master, then says Joan,
Pray let my Dame alone;