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Villain and he be many miles asunder.
Villain and he be many miles asunder.
O villainy! Ho! let the door be lock'd.
Treachery! seek it out.
O villainy! Ho! let the door be lock'd.
Treachery! seek it out.
But then I sigh, and, with a piece of Scripture,
Tell them that Gods bids us do good for read more
But then I sigh, and, with a piece of Scripture,
Tell them that Gods bids us do good for evil:
And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With odd old ends stol'n forth of holy writ,
And seems a saint, when most I play the devil.
Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix,
Of crooked counsels and dark politics.
Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix,
Of crooked counsels and dark politics.