That in this world I euermore should see:
As in my tent, on bed I slumbring lie,
Horrid aspects appear’d vnto mine eye.
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I thought that all those murthered ghosts, whom I
By death had sent to their vntimely graue,
With balefull noise about my tent did crie,
And of the heau’ns with sad complaint did craue,
That they on guiltie wretch might vengeance haue:
To whom I thought the Iudge of heau’n gaue eare,