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hoote mine eyes at him, for that, now;
Or leaue my teeth in'him, were they cuckolds bane,
Inough to kill him. What prodigious,
Blinde, and mo? t wicked change of fortune's this? 20
I ha' no ayre of patience: an my vaines
Swell, and my ? inewes ? tart at iniquity of it.
I ? hall breake, breake.

_The_ Diuell _? peakes below_.

PVG. This for the malice of it,
And my reuenge may pa? ? e! But, now, my con?
cience
Tells mee, I haue profited the cau? e of Hell 25
But little, in the breaking-off their loues.
Which, if some other act of mine repaire not,
I ? hall heare ill of in my accompt.

Fitz-dottrel _enters with his wife as come downe_.

FIT. O, Bird!
Could you do this? 'gain? t me? and at this time, now?
When I was ? o imploy'd, wholly for you, 30
Drown'd i' my care (more, then the land, I ? weare,
I'haue hope to win) to make you peere-le? ? e?