He was a wight of high renowne
And thouse but of a low degree:
Itt's pride that putts this countrye downe,
Then take thine old cloake about thee."
HE"Bell my wife she loves not strife,
Yet she will lead me if she can;
And oft, to live a quiet life,
I am forced to yield, though Ime good-man;
Itt's not for a man with a woman to threape,
Unlesse he first gave oer the plea:
As wee began wee now will leave,
And Ile take mine old cloake about mee."