The Fatal Jealousie (1673) by Henry Nevil Payne
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Earth, Air, and Water do make e'm to fear us.
Then boldly sit, boldly see, boldly despise What Spirits soever do happen to rise. _Witch sings._ _Rise, arise, arise, rise and come away, My little pretty Spirit _Puncula_: What, not appear at thy Mistresses call, I'le surely torment thee; thou shalt not suck at all. Arise then, I say--_ [Spirit within sings. Spir. _I come, I come away, The Wind it blows hard, and forces me astray._ _Witch._ Let's wait a little, he'l appear, my Lord. _Anto._ Fear seizes me so fast, that all my Spirits Retire, and leave an Ague in my Joynts. _Enter a Spirit._ _Witch._ Come, have you done What I gave you in charge, If you have, I command you to tell it at large. Spirit sings. _As you bid, I did go to the Caverns below Where the Spirits Inhabit that Govern the Wind. And though in their motions they be, |
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