A care-cloth

But if the mind be not infected with these inward diseases, yet may the body prove weak and sickly, and become little less trouble some. Wherefore of this also should the woman consider well before-hand, and so should the man. What if mine husband should languish away in pain and sickness, so that my life must be spent in attending a body still dying, and as it were, under-propping a rotten house always falling? What if he lye thus by me groaning, and tossing, many days, weeks, months, and some years? How shall I undergo the watching, attendance, charge, grief, discomfort of an husband, neither dead nor alive, but betwixt both? Or for mine own part, What if breeding be roublesome, so that I scarce enjoy an healthy day from conception to quickening, from quickening to travel? What if bringing forth be so tedious and painful, ⟨p. 49⟩that I never become a mother, but by going through the torment of an hundred deaths in one, besides a long weakness after? What if God multiply my sorrows this way, and give me an evil stomach, pale cheeks, a wan countenance, faint legs, and a feeble body, liker a carcass, then a living woman? How shall I bear head-ache, heart-ache, back-ache, stomach-ache, etching, casting, longing, loathing, qualms, pangs, swoundings, and twenty deaths a day?

But if the mind be not infected with these inward diseases, yet may the bodie proue weake and sickly, and become little lesse trouble some. Wherefore of this also should the woman consider well before-hand, and so should the man. What if mine husband should languish away in paine and sicknesse, so that my life must be spent in attending a body still dying, and as it were, vnder-propping a rotten house alwaies falling? What if he lye thus by me groning, and tossing, many dayes, weekes, moneths, and some yeeres? How shal I vndergoe the watching, attendance, charge, griefe, discomfort of an husband, neither dead nor aliue, but betwixt both? Or for mine owne part, What if breeding be roublesome, so that I scarce enioy an healthie day from conception to quickning, from quickning to trauel? What if bringing forth be so tedious and painefull, ⟨p. 49⟩that I neuer become a mother, but by going thorow the torment of an hundred deaths in one, besides a long weakenesse after? What if God multiply my sorrowes this way, and giue me an euill stomacke, pale cheekes, a wan counenance, faint legs, and a feeble body, liker a carcesse, then a liuing woman? How shall I beare head-ach, heart-ach, back-ach, stomack-ach, etching, casting, longing, loathing, quawmes, pangs, swoundings, and twentie deaths a day?