The gueſte at the table began to ſtare,
But ſhe ſaid, the cholic, the cholic, I declare.
The doctor came there her puſe to feel.
She ſaid, I’m in pain from head to heel:
At which he ſmil'd and ſhook his head,
And ſaid, you’ll be better when you’re brought a bed.
the ladies ſaid, ſir what means all that?
But still ſhe cry’d, O the pain in my back!
they anſwer’d, ’tis true as he has ſaid,
So fetch a midwife and cull the chambermaid.
A midwife was ſent for, and when ſhe came,
they call’d the ſervants all things to prepare.
But the chambermaid anſwer'd out of the room,
Indeed I’m ſo ſick I cannot come.
She ſet up her throat and gave ſuch a ſquall,
the lord ſaid the devil was in them all ;
He ran into the kitchen to call the cook-maid.
But ſhe all along on the pouch ſick was laid.
He bid her riſe, ſhe with tears-ſhook her head,
Crying, ſir, with the cholic I’m-almoſt dead;
She roar’d till the made the houſe to ring,
And the lord like a madman ran up again.
the houſemaid rang another, peal in his ear,
And the noiſe to Cheſter you might almoſt hear;
And the lady was brought robed of a ſon,
then the midwife unto the chambermaid run.
Where quick a young daughter was born, as ſaid.
