Theatre Of Tragedy Poppæa Lyrics

Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! - 
A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil,
Thine feral grith with me, Poppea, be Hell's hap;
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the n____rd: 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 t__ivil; travail me; a fæin,
Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet,
Displode me in a font - Poppea, 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.

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