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THE TRAGEDY OF DOCTOR LAMB
22 Now breefely to conclude, to'th Counter he was carried By the multitude,
Where all that night he tari'd, with blood imbrude.
23 And then he did depart, In lamentable manner,
Yet few are grieu'd at heart, To heare of his dishonour, and his smart.
24 Thus Doctor Lambe is dead, That long hath wrongd our Nation. His times accomplished,
And all his coniuration, with him is fled.
25 As his life was lude, Damnable and vitious: So he did conclude
His life, and none propitious, pitty shew'd.
Printed at London for H.G.