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The Wanton Wife of Bath
by Paul Moore Esqr.
In Bath a wanton Wife did dwell,
As Chaucer he doth write;
Who did in pleasure spend her days,
In many a fond delight
Upon a time sore sick she was,
And at the length did die;
Her soul at last at Heavn's Gate,
Did knock most mightily.
Then Adam came unto the Gate,
Who knocketh there? quoth he;
I am the Wife of Bath, she said,
And fain would come to thee.
Thou art a sinner, Adam said,
And here no place shall have,
Alas for you good Sir, she said,
Now giss you doting Knave.