But the devil may pay them their reckoning for me,
For now I have got out of Limbo.
With many a foul step then I stagger’d home,
And it happen’d to be without falling;
I got on my bed, and nothing I said,
But my wife she began with her bawling;
She rung me such a peal, though she’d been not well,
As if she would have rais’d all the devils in hell,
You might have heard her as far as the sound of Bow Bell;
Then I wish’d that I’d stay’d there in Limbo.