Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Haue done thy Charme, yu hateful wither'd Hagge.
Q. M. Q. M.
Q. M. And leaue out thee? stay Dog, for yu shalt heare me.
Q. M. If Heauen haue any grieuous plague in store,
Q. M. Exceeding those that I can wish vpon thee,
Q. M. O let them keepe it, till thy sinnes be ripe,
Q. M. And then hurle downe their indignation
Q. M. On thee, the troubler of the poore Worlds peace.
Q. M. The Worme of Conscience still begnaw thy Soule,
Q. M. Thy Friends suspect for Traytors while thou liu'st,
Q. M. And take deepe Traytors for thy dearest Friends:
Q. M. No sleepe close vp that deadly Eye of thine,
Q. M. Vnlesse it be while some tormenting Dreame
Q. M. Affrights thee with a Hell of ougly Deuills.
Q. M. Thou eluish mark'd, abortiue rooting Hogge,
Q. M. Thou that wast seal'd in thy Natiuitie
Q. M. The slaue of Nature, and the Sonne of Hell:
Q. M. Thou slander of thy heauie Mothers Wombe,
Q. M. Thou loathed Issue of thy Fathers Loynes,
Q. M. Thou Ragge of Honor, thou detested‑‑