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<NAME>TCP Staff (Michigan)</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B140529.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<STC T="W">L3035</STC>
<STC T="C">R180056</STC>
<BIBNO T="oclc">[ocm]62369445</BIBNO>
<VID>187999</VID>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<PB REF="2">
<HEAD>A looking-gla&s;s for vvanton Women</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">By the Example and Expiation of <HI>Mary Higgs,</HI> who was executed on Wedne&s;day the 18th. of <HI>July,</HI> 1677. for committing the odious &s;in of Bu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">gery, with her Dog, who was hanged on a Tree the &s;ame day, neer the place of Execution; &s;hewing her penitent behaviour, and la&s;t &s;peech at the Gallows.</HEAD>
<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>In Summer time.</HI></OPENER>
<LICENSE LANG="eng">
<P><HI>With Allowance,</HI></P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED> Ro. L'E&s;trange.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woman being hanged</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>a man with a staff and a dog</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>TO a &s;ad &s;tory now give ear,</L>
<L>of one who lived in this Land,</L>
<L>It may make the &s;toute&s;t heart to fear,</L>
<L>and all vile Sinners trembling &s;tand.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A wicked woman liv'd of late,</L>
<L>who did all hone&s;ty di&s;dain;</L>
<L>All Mode&s;ty &s;he much did hate,</L>
<L>and to her death did &s;o remain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>La&s;&s;iviou&s;ne&s;s &s;he much did love,</L>
<L>and Buggery was her delight,</L>
<L>To wantonne&s;s &s;he &s;till did move,</L>
<L>not thinking it would come to light.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Mungril Curr which &s;he did keep,</L>
<L>and us'd to do that bea&s;tly act,</L>
<L>In Court on her did fawn and leap,</L>
<L>but now hath &s;uffered for the fact.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Near <HI>Cripple-gate</HI> her dwelling-place,</L>
<L>where &s;he did act this bea&s;tly &s;in,</L>
<L>Which now hath brought her to di&s;grace</L>
<L>that &s;he long time hath wollowed in.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She took delight in drunkenne&s;s,</L>
<L>and as a Common Woman &s;he,</L>
<L>When &s;he had drunk unto exce&s;s,</L>
<L>then God above &s;he would defie.</L>
</LG>
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<PB REF="2">
<OPENER>The Second Part, To the &s;ame Tune</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>Her chief de&s;ire was after mirth,</L>
<L>and hearing of &s;weet Melodies,</L>
<L>Thus wh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">l&s;t &s;he lived upon the earth,</L>
<L>Gods holy Laws &s;he did de&s;pi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No precepts that could her controul,</L>
<L>&s;o wicked was her wretched life,</L>
<L>She like a Swine in mire did rowl,</L>
<L>which with her Husband caus'd &s;ome &s;trife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Gods Holy word &s;he much abus'd,</L>
<L>and did profane his Sabbath-day,</L>
<L>The company of tho&s;e refus'd,</L>
<L>who urg'd her to Repeat and Pray.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There's &s;carce a &s;in that can be nam'd,</L>
<L>but what &s;he &s;triv'd for to commit,</L>
<L>Her Lu&s;tful mind was &s;o inflam'd,</L>
<L>that by no means &s;he could quench it.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But being now Co<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">demn'd by Law,</L>
<L>on her pa&s;t life &s;he did re&s;t it,</L>
<L>The Worm of Con<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">cience did her gnaw,</L>
<L>'cau&s;e Gods Commands &s;he did neglect.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O World, &s;aid &s;he, thou can&s;t not &s;ave,</L>
<L>this &s;oul of mine from pain and woe,</L>
<L>No joys of Heaven I e're &s;hall have,</L>
<L>unle&s;s my &s;ins I can forgo.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O eyes of mine that us'd to &s;ee,</L>
<L>and take delights in Objects fair,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">ow behold where Devils be,</L>
<L>poor Souls tormented in di&s;pair,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I that was wont to &s;port and play,</L>
<L>mo&s;t wantonly in many a place,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t now depart from them away,</L>
<L>the Flames of Hell for to imbrace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now unto you that &s;tand me by,</L>
<L>and hear what ca&s;e my &s;oul is in,</L>
<L>See that you never guilty be,</L>
<L>of any &s;ad and heinous &s;in.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let Prayer be your meat and drink,</L>
<L>your cloathing be humilitie,</L>
<L>On Gods ju&s;t Laws be &s;ure to think,</L>
<L>that you the joys of Heaven may &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When this &s;ad wretch her &s;p&eacute;ech had done</L>
<L>and tears in &s;treaks run down her face;</L>
<L>Would melt a heart of &s;teel or &s;tone,</L>
<L>to think upon her woful ca&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Dog was hang'd with her ju&s;t by,</L>
<L>a &s;ad example let it be,</L>
<L>To all that do Gods laws defie,</L>
<L>and live as wickedly as &s;he.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Strive more &amp; more Gods ways to love,</L>
<L>that you may here live happily;</L>
<L>Then you'l not mi&s;s &s;weet joys above,</L>
<L>nor never be afraid to dye,</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby,</HI> at the Golden-Ball in <HI>We&s;t-&s;mith-field,</HI> neer the <HI>Ho&s;pital-gate.</HI></P>
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