Some drown’d, to prove their innocence,
Or, ’scaping, hang’d on that pretence;
Some burnt within their steeple hats,
Some nine times murder’d in their Cats:
Brief, they petition’d to enjoy
Some less adventurous employ,
Since witchcraft now was thought so common
They were not safe in an old woman.
Their suit was granted—up they came
New-liveried in sulphur flame,