letra de poppea - theatre of tragedy
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dream of a funeral, blest temptress – behest me! –
a funeral thou’lt hark, swarth murderess – the devil,
thine feral grith with me, poppea, be h-ll’s hap;
waylaid the beldame bawd, the n-gg-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-tivil; travail me; a fã¡in,
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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