Thomas Middleton

Then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

Then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.

Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.

Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.

And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.

And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.

I have been a soldier,
Till the helm hath worn those aged temples bare.