1272Hum. Where may I find some desart wildernesse,

1273Where I may breathe out curses as I would,

1274And scare the earth with my condemning voyce,

1275 Where every ecchoes repercussion

1276May help me to bewaile mine overthrow,

1277And aid me in my sorrowfull laments?

1278Where may I find some hollow uncoth rock,

1279Where I may damn, condemn, and ban my fill?

1280The heavens, the hell, the earth, the aire, the fire,

1281And utter curses to the concave skie,

1282Which may infect the aiery regions,

1283And light upon the Britain Locrine's head.

1284You ugly sprites that in Cocitus mourn,

1285And gnash your teeth with dolorous laments,

1286You fearfull dogs that in black Laethe howle,

1287And scare the Ghosts with your wide open throats,

1288You ugly Ghosts that flying from these dogs,

1289Do plunge your selves in Puryflegiton,

1290Come all of you, and with your shrieking notes

1291Accompany the Britains conquering hoast.

1292Come fierce Erinnis, horrible with Snakes,

1293Come ugly Furies, armed with your whips,

1294You threefold judges of black Tartarus,

1295And all the army of you hellish fiends,

1296With new found torments rack proud Locrine's bones.

1297O gods and starres, damn'd be the gods and starres,

1298That did not drown me in fair Thetis plains.

1299Curst be the sea that with outragious waves,

1300 With surging billowes did not rive my ships

1301Against the rocks of high Cerannia,

1302Or swallowed me into her watry gulf.

1303Would God he had arriv'd upon the shore

1304Where Poliphemus and the Cyclops dwell,

1305Or where the bloody Anthropomphagie

1306With greedy jawes devoures the wandring wights,

1308But why comes Albanact's bloody Ghost,

1309To bring a corsive to our miseries!

1310Is't not enough to suffer shamefull flight,

1311But we must be tormented now with Ghosts?

1312With apparitions fearfull to behold?

1313Ghost. Revenge, revenge for blood.

1314Hum. So nought will satisfie your wandring Ghost,

1315But dire revenge, nothing but Humber's fall,

1316Because he conquered you in Albany.

1317Now by my soule, Humber would be condemn'd

1318To Tantals hunger, or Ixions Wheele,

1319Or to the vulture of Promotheus,

1320Rather then that this murther were undone.

1321When as I I die I'le drag thy cursed Ghost

1322Through all the Rivers of foule Erebus,

1323Through burning sulphur of the Limbo-lake,

1324To allay the burning fury of that heat,

1325That rageth in mine everlasting soule.

1327Alba. Ghost. Vindicta, vindicta.