That hearing of this Martial strife;
They all away from hence are running,
Where I miss the Man, I'll press the Wife.
Ho, who's at Home? Lo, here am I,
Good-morrow Neighbour. Welcome, Sir;
Where is your Husband? Why truly
He's gone abroad, a Journey far:
Do you not know when he comes back?
See how these Cowards fly for Life!
The King for Soldiers must not lack,