cursd

Updated: May 8, 2025

Let me alone, you trouble me; I feele A soddaine change; each organ of my soule Suffers a strong vicissitude; and, though I do detest a voluntary death, My Conscience tells me that it is most iust That the cursd author of such impious ills Ought not to live. Tho. O thinke not soe: those words Retaine affinity with that passion I hop'd youd left.

Various - A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2