't,
And do our selves Pleasure and Profit to boot;
For one that is crack'd in the Country before,
In _London_ will make a spick and span Whore.

There's many more Precepts which they did advise,
But these which I'll give you here shall suffice:
And when you have heard them, I think you will say,
We ne'er were more likely to thrive in our way.

_Some Orders agreed upon at a General Consultation of the_ Sisterhood
_of_ Nightingale-lane, Ratcliff-high-way, Tower-Ditch, Rose-mary-lane,
Hatton-Wall, Saffron-hill, Wetstone's-Park, Lutener's-lane, _and other
Places adjacent, for the general Encouragement and Advancement of
their Occupation._

I.

_That no_ Night-walker _presume to go without a White Apron and
Handkerchief, the better to be seen._

II.

_To keep due Time and Hours, for fear of the Constable and his Watch._

III.

_That those which are over-worn, cast off and cashier'd, do repair to
the Ship called_ (the Cuckolds Venture) _now riding at_ Cuckolds
Haven, _thence to be transported over-Sea, to have their Breeches
repaired._

IV.

_That a due care be taken to visit the Carriers for crack'd
Maidenheads, for the use and increase of our Occupation._

V.

_That all honest Women belonging to either_ Wittals _or_ Cuckolds, _be
admitted to the principal Places in this Ship._

VI.

_And lastly, for the better State and Magnificence of the honourable
Corporation of_ W----es, _'tis order'd that a Chariot be made to be
drawn by_ Cuckolds, _the_ Cuckold-makers _to drive, and the_ Wittals
_to ride._

_The well approved Doctor:_

_Or, an Infallible Cure for_ CUCKOLDS. _To the foregoing Tune._

There is a fine Doctor now come to Town,
Whose practice in Physick hath gain'd him Renown,
In curing of Cuckolds he hath the best Skill,
By giving one Dose of his approved Pill.

His Skill is well known, and his Practice is great,
Then come to the Doctor before 'tis too late;
His Med'cines are safe, and the Doctor is sure,
He takes none in Hand but he perfects, the Cure.

The Doctor himself he doth freely unfold,
That he can Cure Cuckolds tho' never so old;
He helps this Distemper in all sorts of Men,
At Forty and Fifty, yea, Threescore and Ten.

There was an old Man lived near to the _Strand_,
Decripid and Feeble, scarce able to stand;
Who had been a Cuckold full Forty long Years,
But hearing of this how he prick'd up his Ears.

Away to the Doctor he went with all speed,
Where he struck a bar