And zwear they be no Pigs.
Then Ize did intreat their worships to be quiet,
And ich would strive to mend their diet,
And they shall have finer feeding,
They zwear goddam thee for a boor,
Wee’l gick thee raskal out a door,
And teach thee better breeding.
Then on the fire they [do] put on
A piece of beef, or else good mutton,
No, no, this is no meat.