Our
_Cheife_
doth ?
Ben Jonson - The Devil's Association
Well! would it once were midnight, that I knew
My vtmo? t. I thinke Time be drunke, and ? leepes; 10
He is ? o ? till, and moues not! I doe glory
Now i' my torment. Neither can I expect it,
I haue it with my fact.
_Enter_ Iniquity _the_ Vice.
INI. _Child_ of hell, be thou merry:
Put a looke on, as round, boy, and red as a cherry.
Ca? t care at thy po? ternes; and firke i' thy fetters, 15
They are ornaments, _Baby_, haue graced thy betters:
Looke vpon me, and hearken.
Our _Cheife_ doth ? alute thee,
And lea? t the coldyron ? hould chance to confute thee,
H'hath ? ent thee, _grant-paroll_ by me to ? tay longer
A moneth here on earth, again? t cold _Child_, or honger. 20
PVG. How? longer here a moneth?
ING. Yes, boy, till the _Se? ? ion_,
That ? o thou maye? t haue a triumphall egre?
