marginall

Updated: May 12, 2025

We have allready cast up our accounts And sent, we hope, our debts up into heaven. Fer. Our sorrowes & our sighes fly after them. Ped. Then your confession of the murther stands As you your selfe did sett it downe? Man. It does; But on my knees I beg this marginall note May sticke upon the paper; that no guilt, But feare of Tortures frighted me to take That horrid sin upon me.

Various - A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2