Her head, arms, and legs in the fire did consume,
But e’er his intentions were fulfilled quite,
This dark deed by Providence was brought to light.
To a pawn-shop the coachman he did go one day,
A boy said some trowsers he did take away,
A policeman followed unto Putney Lane,
The coachman and trowsers to bring back again.
When in searching the stable the body he spied,
Without head, legs, or arms, and ript open beside,
Then a cry of murder he quickly did raise,