I’ve been of thousand devils caught,
And thrust into that horrid place
Where reign dismay, despair, disgrace;
Furies with iron fangs were there,
To torture that accursed race
Doom’d to dismay, disgrace, despair.
Harmless I was; yet hunted down
For treasons, to my soul unfit;
I’ve been pursued through many a town,
For crimes that petty knaves commit;