Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T36: hell, earth, gods, death, ghosts, blood, bloody, heaven, night, ghost.
Music! most opportunely welcome; we'll make a night on't now: strike up Tigellius. Away with him profane Tavern-Leech. Nay prithee Mistress Abigail have patience. I will not hear it. By this kiss you must— play on sirrah— Music is a noble Science. Well this fit would cost me an exercise if my Husband knew it: but I can endure any thing for your sake sweet M. Frailware. God a mercy— What an earthquake! more Devils i'the Vault? are you fired, and will blow us up? who have we here? The veriest Cuckold of a dozen. Neighbour Damasippus! now by my authority welcome into the Livery: we'll have a company shortly. O, my husband! I will go to an exercise presently, that the gods may appease your wrath. I see our wives will bring us to all the venerable degrees of the City, before they have done. Frailware, I will curse thee from the Temple of Diana; and thou shalt be excarnified by dogs. We are Actaeon's both: let us knock heads. Step before him and shut the door, I have a plot against his Beard. ha ha ha— Now tell us Micale What Sacrifice was that held you so long, And would not admit our presence? Madam, I must disclose more than the secrecy Of our ruled Discipline will well permit, If I reveal each Act particular, And form that that dread Sacrifice includes. But what I may without the prejudice Of our strict and inviolable Canons, Your Grace shall know, Just at the depth of night, (Which time is Ceremonious) I went down To a clear Fountain, where I bathed and cleansed me From head to foot? Then took a female Lamb Black as the night, and digging first a hole That might receive the sacrificed blood, I opened all the Veins that traversed The neck, until I left the carcase dry: Then with a hallowed Knife I separate The head, and splatted it. That done, I heaped A pile of consecrated fire, whereon Now burns the body of the Holocaust. Then took I Infants fat, and lukewarm blood Drawn from its throat, mingled with Viper Wine, And distilled Hemlock, with the Mandrake's root, Nightshade, Moonwort, and dreadful Aconite, Which to the flame I poured with Milk and Honey, A holy banquet to great Hecate Whom we invoke; and leave the sacred fire. Soon as our backs are turned, we hear a noise In hideous shapes, that would affright and shake The constantest force of Nature's best Male courage: Yet must we not look back whence they proceed, For then all's frustrate; but as the fire consumes The offerings imposed, the groanings cease, And then appear the Spirits which we implore, And which will ne'er appear unless first pleased With some oblation. How do you point the forms which they assume? Each hath his private Charm, peculiar for the shape which pleaseth most, and is least fearful.
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Muſick! moſt opportunely welcome; wee'll make a night on't now: ſtrike up Tigellius. Away with him prophane Tavern-Leech. Nay prethee Miſtris Abigail have patience. I will not heare it. By this kiſſe you muſt—play on ſirrha— Muſick is a noble Science. Well this fit would coſt me an exerciſe if my Husband knew it: but I can endure any thing for your ſake ſweet M. Frailware. God a mercy— What an earthquake! more Devils i'the Vault? are you fir'd, and will blow us up? who have we here? The very'ſt Cuckold of a dozen. Neighbour Damaſippus! now by my authoritie welcome into the Livery: wee'll have a company ſhortly. O, my husband! I will goe to an exerciſe preſently, that the gods may appeaſe your wrath. I ſee our wives will bring us to all the venerable degrees of the City, before they have done. Frailware, I will curſe thee from the Temple of Diana; and thou ſhalt be excarnify'd by doggs. We are Acteons both: let us knock heads. Step before him and ſhut the doore, I have a plot againſt his Beard. ha ha ha— Now tell us Micale What Sacrifice was that held you ſo long, And would not admit our preſence? Madam, I muſt diſcloſe more than the ſecreſie Of our rul'd Diſcipline will well permit, If I reveale each Act particular, And forme that that dread Sacrifice includes. But what I may without the prejudice Of our ſtrict and inviolable Canons, Your Grace ſhall know, Iuſt at the depth of night, (Which time is Ceremonious) I went downe To a cleare Fountaine, where I bath'd and cleans'd me From head to foote? Then tooke a female Lamb Black as the night, and digging firſt a hole That might receive the ſacrificed blood, I open'd all the Veins that traverſed The neck, untill I left the carkaſſe dry: Then with a hallow'd Knife I ſeparate The head, and ſplatted it. That done, I heapt A pile of conſecrated fire, whereon Now burnes the body of the Holocauſt. Then tooke I Infants fat, and luke-warme blood Drawne from it's throate, mingl'd with Viper Wine, And diſtill'd Hemlock, with the Mandrakes roote, Night-ſhade, Moonwort, and dreadfull Aconite, Which to the flame I powr'd with Milke and Honey, A holy banquet to great Hecate Whom we invoke; and leave the ſacred fire. Soone as our backs are turn'd, we heare a noyſe In hideous ſhapes, that would affright and ſhake The conſtant'ſt force of Natures beſt Male courage: Yet muſt we not looke back whence they proceed, For then all's fruſtrate; but as the fire conſumes The offerings impos'd, the groanings ceaſe, And then appeare the Spirits which wee implore, And which will ne'r appeare unleſſe firſt pleas'd With ſome oblation. How doe you point the formes which they aſſume? Each hath his private Charme, peculiar for the ſhape which pleaſeth moſt, and is leaſt fearfull.