d serve a man upon occasion, and take a
Touch or two as well as one that's younger; for I know what belongs to't
pretty well.--Well Master, I am sure you have found what I Promis'd you,
when I first brought you two together: I must likewise own that I have
tasted of your Bounty: And therefore cannot but rejoyce that you are thus
deliver'd from that Old Witch that kept you from enjoying of your Pleasures
with that delight and freedom as you may do now.

Thus did these wicked Wretches Triumph over the Ashes of a vertuous Woman;
and made a Cully of the Poor Prodigal her Husband: From whom they now
commanded what they pleas'd: And for a time went on so; for as long as he
could find 'em Money, all was well; but when he had Morgag'd his Estate
twice over, and had spent all his Money, that he could help 'em to no more,
the case was so far alter'd that he was then refus'd to be admited into
their Company. For tho before he was her Chuck and Dear, and she wou'd
never forsake him; yet when his Money was all gone, she took new Lodgings
at the other End of the Town, where he cou'd never find her. And when he
went to see the Bawd, that she might tell him where she was, she had
forsaken her old Quarters to, and he no more knew where to find her then he
did his Trull. His Children were took care of by his Wife's Relations, or
else they must have gone a begging. Whilst he being threatned with a Goal
for Mortgaging his Lands twice over, was fain to Skulk about, and to play
least in sight: Thus he that but a while ago profusely spent his Money on a
Whore, was now reduc'd to that condition that he wanted Bread: Whilst both
the Bawd and Whore which he had wasted all upon, forsook him without so
much as minding what became of him; but left him poor and penniless, to
seek his Bread where he could get it. And thus deserted by the Whore, and
hated by all honest People, and haunted by a guilty self-accusing
Conscience, he became a Burthen to himself: Cursing the Day in which he
harkned to the Bawd's Insinuations, by whose means he was thus drawn in, to
ruine both himself and all his Family: And being almost starv'd for want of
Sustenance, o'er-come with Grief and black Despair, he dy'd.

HIS EPITAPH.

_Here lies a Man who would not Warning take,_
_And now for others may a Warning make:_
_He spent his Substance upon _Bawds_ and _Whores_,_
_Destroy'd his Wife, turn'd's Children out of Doors._
_And yet when all was spent, and