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On the marriage of [Job. Walh] and Ann Best.

Job wanting a partner, thought he'd be bla[st] If of all womankind, he selected the [underlined]Best[/u] For said he, "of all evils that [comperfs] the globe A bad wife would most try the patience of [underlined]Job[/u]. The [underlined]Best[/u] then he chose [&] made bone of his bones Tho 'twas clear to his friends she'd be [underlined]best[/u] left alone. For among the weak [serf] she's the weakest of all. If 'tis true that the weakest doth go to the [underlined]Wall[/u]

The Doctor presenting a very [pointment] to a Young Lady

The Doctor's kindest wishes e'en attend His beauteous patient, may he hope - his [friend?] He prays that [so] corrosive disappointment Will mar the lenient values of his [oratment?] of which a bit not larger than a shot On that more murderous shiny a beauty spot Warmed on the finger by the [tap]er's lay Smear o'er the eye affected twice a day Proffer not gold. I swear by my degree From beauty's lilly hand to take no fee No glittering trash be mine - I scorn such [p]elf The eye when [underlined]cured[/u], will pay the debt itself