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ing of a Mercat-womans Mare, 10
Twixt this, and _Totnam_? the? e were wont to be
Your maine atchieuements, _Pug_, You haue ? ome plot, now,
Vpon a tonning of Ale, to ? tale the ye? t,
Or keepe the churne ? o, that the buttter come not;
Spight o' the hou? ewiues cord, or her hot ? pit? 15
Or ? ome good Ribibe, about _Kenti? h_ Towne,
Or _Hog? den_, you would hang now, for a witch,
Becau? e ? hee will not let you play round _Robbin_:
And you'll goe ?
owre the Citizens Creame 'gain? t Sunday?
That ? he may be accus'd for't, and condemn'd, 20
By a _Middle? ex_ Iury, to the ? atisfaction
Of their offended friends, the _Londiners_ wiues
Who? e teeth were ? et on edge with it? Fooli? h feind,
Stay i' your place, know your owne ? trengths, and put not
Beyond the ? pheare of your actiuity. 25
You are too dull a Diuell to be tru? ted [96]
Forth in tho? e parts, _Pug_, vpon any affayre
That may concerne our name, on earth. It is not
Euery ones worke.