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Come, come ye Furies, you malignant spirits,
Infernall Harpies, or what, else, inherits
The land of darknesse; you, that still conuerse
VVith damned soules; you, you that can rehearse
The horrid facts of villanies, and can tell
How euery hell hound lookes, that roares in hell;
Suruey them all; and, then, informe my pen,
To draw in one, the monster of all men;
Teach me to limme a villaine, and to paint
With dextrous art, the basest Sycophant,
That e're the mouth of insolent disdaine
Vouchsaf'd to spit vpon; the ripened blaine
Of all diseased humours, fit for none
But dogs to lift their hasty legs vpon:
So cleare mens eyes, that whosoe're shall see
The type of basenesse, may cry, This is Hee;
Let his reproach be a perpetuall blot
In Honours booke: Let his remembrance rot
In all good mindes: Let none but villaines call
His bugbeare name to memory, wherewithall
To fright their bauling bastards: Let no spell
Be found more potent, to preuaile in hell,
Then the nine letters of his charme like name;
Which, let our bashfull Chriscrosse row disclaime
To the worlds end, not fitting to be set
As mutes, within the Iewish Alphabet.
Infernall Harpies, or what, else, inherits
The land of darknesse; you, that still conuerse
VVith damned soules; you, you that can rehearse
The horrid facts of villanies, and can tell
How euery hell hound lookes, that roares in hell;
Suruey them all; and, then, informe my pen,
To draw in one, the monster of all men;
Teach me to limme a villaine, and to paint
With dextrous art, the basest Sycophant,
That e're the mouth of insolent disdaine
Vouchsaf'd to spit vpon; the ripened blaine
Of all diseased humours, fit for none
But dogs to lift their hasty legs vpon:
So cleare mens eyes, that whosoe're shall see
The type of basenesse, may cry, This is Hee;
Let his reproach be a perpetuall blot
In Honours booke: Let his remembrance rot
In all good mindes: Let none but villaines call
His bugbeare name to memory, wherewithall
To fright their bauling bastards: Let no spell
Be found more potent, to preuaile in hell,
Then the nine letters of his charme like name;
Which, let our bashfull Chriscrosse row disclaime
To the worlds end, not fitting to be set
As mutes, within the Iewish Alphabet.
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