Dream of a funeral, blest temptress – behest me! –A funeral thou’lt hark, swarth murderess – the Devil,Thine feral grith with me, Poppea, be Hell’s hap;Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: Laughing tragedy. And the wench doth bawdness to blow,Stay my adamant –Suffer me to transfix thee;And the wench doth bawdness to blow,Let me dawt […]
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