WALTER Nay! I do protest, and draw my sword; It shall teach thee to disobey my word. Mark none but none into that bowler’s frame, Else thou shalt enter into a world of pain. A world of pain, think upon’t; unhappy world! A lake of fire, rich with damnèd souls, Gulfs of anguish ‘twixt vales of agonies. Mark me; we stand at twisted, jealous gates Of cast-iron, above which, in vulgar tongue, reads “Here is a world of pain, thou enterest thus.” My steel before thee, ‘tis the last of keys That might could lock these doors, and keep thee From this world of pain, or with one flick Ope its mashing maw, and summon winds To cast thee down within; an excellent key! Farewell to earthly delights, farewell to friends, To fellowships and follies and amends. The choice to spare thy passage through these trials Is thine alone; take heed, I entreat thee, And turn thy back upon this world of pain!
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Nay! I do protest, and draw my sword;
It shall teach thee to disobey my word.
Mark none but none into that bowler’s frame,
Else thou shalt enter into a world of pain.
A world of pain, think upon’t; unhappy world!
A lake of fire, rich with damnèd souls,
Gulfs of anguish ‘twixt vales of agonies.
Mark me; we stand at twisted, jealous gates
Of cast-iron, above which, in vulgar tongue, reads
“Here is a world of pain, thou enterest thus.”
My steel before thee, ‘tis the last of keys
That might could lock these doors, and keep thee
From this world of pain, or with one flick
Ope its mashing maw, and summon winds
To cast thee down within; an excellent key!
Farewell to earthly delights, farewell to friends,
To fellowships and follies and amends.
The choice to spare thy passage through these trials
Is thine alone; take heed, I entreat thee,
And turn thy back upon this world of pain!
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