And should I suffer such disgrace,

I instantly should lose my place!"

Chamber Maid.

"May I be hang'd by some bell rope

If e'er I cribb'd an ounce of soap,

Or pocketed wax-candles' ends

To deal out slily to my friends;

Or, in the linen's gen'ral muster,

Made free with towel or with duster;

Or e'er did bribes from turners take,