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Theatre Of Tragedy » Poppea |
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 thine twain - And, twine 'hem apart.
Of marrow, do na mell; I am Morelle - The bosom'd Titivil; travail me; a f
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