and threw his heeles i' th' ayre,
Kick, in the Devill's name, quoth she,
a shrew doth never fear.
Away to hell he went,
with this most wicked scold,
But she did curbe him with the bit,
and would not loose her hold.
The more he cry'd, Give way,
the more she kept him in,
And kickt him so with both her heeles,