The Maid's Tragedy

"Timorous flesh, Why shakst thou so? away my idle fears."

"I sooner will find out the beds of Snakes, And with my youthful blood warm their cold flesh, Letting them curle themselves about my Limbs, Than sleep one night with thee; this is not feignd, Nor sounds it like the coyness of a Bride."

"Is flesh so earthly to endure all this? Are these the joyes of Marriage? Hymen keep This story (that will make succeeding youth Neglect thy Ceremonies) from all ears."

"Lay a Garland on my Hearse of the dismal yew; Maidens, Willow branches bear; say I died true: My Love was false, but I was firm from my hour of birth; Upon my buried body lay lightly gentle earth."

"Something whispers me, Go not to bed; my guilt is not so great As mine own conscience (too sensible) Would make me think."

"A Maidenhead Amintor at my years?"