More direful hap betide that hated wretch,
That makes us wretched by the death of thee,
[♦] Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,
20 Or any creeping venom’d thing that lives!
[♦] If ever he have child, abortive be it,
Prodigious, and untimely brought to light,
Whose ugly and unnatural aspect
May fright the hopeful mother at the view;
[25] And that be heir to his unhappiness!
[♦] If ever he have wife, let her be made