Will Drawn For An Old And Faithful Friend Poem by Richard Crawley

I, Sarah L____w, better known
As Giddle when I lived alone,
Having observed that humble folk
Must like their betters one day croak,
Though trusting much in dose and pill,
Do notwithstanding make my will.
Briefly to speak, my worldly gear .
I leave unto my husband dear—
Quibblers, be still, I mean my all,
Let it be real or personal :
My memory unto those I served ;
Long be it with their lives preserved !
To earth my body I commit,
My soul to Christ who died for it.
So welcome death when death must be,—
This is the testament of me.