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THE TRAGEDY OF DOCTOR LAMB
3 The pranks that he hath played, (By the help o'th Deuill)
Are wondrous: but his trade And all his actions euill,1 at one time fade.
4 The name of Doctor Lambe, Hath farre and neere beene bruted, The Deuill and his dame
So cuning were not reputed, sure I am.
5 But now he's gone the way That's fit for such a liuer; To Hell I dare not say, Some iudge so, howsoeuer:
as well they may.
6 For such a wicked wretch
In England hath liu'd seldome, Nor neuer such a Wich, For his skill from Hell came,1 that made him rich.
7 I neede name none on's feates, That are well knowne olready: But this my ditty treates,
Of Doctor hambes Tragedy, my muse intreates,
8 Your patience for a space, Whil'st I make his narration, That liued voyde of grace, And did in desperation
end his race.
1 Text has a period. 279