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Updated: May 27, 2025

Now, Barnavelt, thou treadst the subtlest path, The hardest and the thorniest, most concernes thee, That ere thy carefull course of life run through: The Master peece is now a foot, which if it speed And take but that sure hold I ayme it at, I make no doubt but once more, like a Comet, To shine out faire and blaze prodigiously Even to the ruyn of those men that hate me. Enter Leidenberch.

Various - A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2

But if thou treadst the plundered track, Where poverty has swept before, Leaving his victim on the rack, Then, then, thou art a demon black, That steals within the poor man's door. Crushing his hopes forevermore! And Jane Chester where was she while strangers were bearing away the husband of her youth to his lone grave?

Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens - The Old Homestead