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.

The learned pate
Ducks to the golden fool. All's obliquy;
There's nothing level in our cursed natures
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The learned pate
Ducks to the golden fool. All's obliquy;
There's nothing level in our cursed natures
But direct villainy.

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.

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.