All Christians and _Lay-Elders_ too,
For Shame amend your Lives;
I'll tell you of a Dog-trick now,
Which much concerns you Wives:
An _Elder's_ Maid near _Temple-Bar_,
(Ah! what a Quean was she?)
Did take an ugly Mastiff Cur,
Where Christians use to be.
_Help House of Commons, House of Peers,_
_Oh now or never help!_
_Th' Assembly hath not sat Four Years,_
_Yet hath brought forth a Whelp._