Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! -
A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil
Thine feral grith with me, Poppaea, be Hell's hap:
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the n***ard: 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; fain
Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet
Displode me in a font - Poppaea, do what thou wilt
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