I fled, and cryd out, Death Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sighd From all her caves, and back resounded, Death.
I fled, and cryd out, Death Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sighd From all her caves, and back resounded, Death.
Of folded schedules had she many a one, Which she perused, sigh'd, tore, and gave the flood; Crack'd many a ring of posied gold and bone; Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud.
Had sigh'd to many, though he loved but one.
For your brother
and my sister no sooner met but they look'd; no sooner look'd but
they lov'd; no sooner lov'd but they sigh'd; no sooner sigh'd but
they ask'd one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but
they sought the remedy- and in these degrees have they made pair
of stairs to marriage, which they will climb incontinent, or else
be incontinent before marriage.
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