hen you y me in the dust,
think how you will bear it.”
“i will hope and trust in heaven,
nanancy;
strength to bear it will be given,
my spouse nancy.”
“well, sir, from the silent dead,
still i'll try to daunt you;
ever round your midnight bed
horrid sprites shall haunt you!”
“i'll wed another like my dear
nanancy;
then all hell will fly for fear,
my spouse nancy.”