...me forth, bring me thro* alley and alley, still with a distracted countenance going along, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. Let the clouds scowl,...at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging, and tott'ring, and tott'ring, as you know the wind will wave a man, and I with a trice to cut him down....

...me forth, bring me thro' alley and alley, still with a distracted countenance going along, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. Let the clouds scowl,...at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging, and tott'iing, and totl'ring, as you know the wind will wave a man, and I with a trice to cut him down....

...forth, bring " me through alley and alley, still with a distract" ed countenance going along, and let my hair " heave up my night-cap. " Let the clouds...at last, sir, starting, behold a man " hanging, and tot'ring, as you know the wind will " wave a man, and I with a trice to cut him " down. " And looking...

...with a distracC•• ed countenance going along, and let my hair u heave up my night-cap. " Let tiie clouds scowl, make the moon dark, " the stars extinct,...the bells " tolling, the owls shrieking, the toads cronking, '• the minutes jarring, and the clock striking " twelve. " And then at last, sir, starting,...

...me forth, bring me thro' alley and alley, still with a distracted countenance going along, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. Let the clouds scowl,...at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging, and tott'ring, and tott'ring, as you know the wind will wave a man, and I with a trice to cut him down....

...me forth, bring me thro' •Bey and alley, still with a distracted countenance going 'long, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars exf'nct, the winds blowing, the bells tolling, the owls shriek *g. the toads croaking, the minutes...

...me forth, bring me thro' alley and alley, still with a distracted countenance going along, and let my hair heave up my night-cap. " Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars estinct, the winds blowing, the bells tolling, the-owls shrieking, the toads croaking, the minutes...

...Merry Tricks, edit. 1636, Sign. E 8 ; ' Rlkme to the Counter GV ACT. IV.] THE SPANISH TRAGEDY. 171 Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars...at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging, and tott'ring, as you know the wind will wave a man, and 1 with a trice to cut him down. And looking upon...

...come, " To fetch you, if he once fasten on you." Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the start extinct, the winds blowing, the bells tolling, the...at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging, and tott'ring, as you know the wind will wave a man, and 1 with a trice to cut him down. And looking upon...

...he have not pleased you, then, la this kind he '11 not trouble you again." , THE SPANISH TRAGEDY. 'I Let the clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars...extinct, the winds blowing, the bells tolling, the owls shriek, ing, the toads croaking, the minutes jarring, and the clock rtriking twetoie."_O« Play. YOL....