Six and eightpence for to pay,
Then they may have our bodies back,
And carry us quite away:
For at St. Giles’s or St. Martin’s,
A burying place is still;
And there’s an end of a Darkman’s Budge,
And the whoreson hath his will.
The Game of High Toby.
Now Oliver[229] puts his black nightcap on,