Each step I tread, I'll water with a tear,
By Lauretta, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (1.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

as plain to me, as were it writ upon thy brow
By Prince of Parma, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (1.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

The General breathed upon us his owne undaunted spirit on us, which spread
through the camp, return’d it doubly arm’d again.
By A Soldier of Sforza's, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (1.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

Oh
‘twas a glorious sight! fit for a Theater of Gods to see
By A Soldier of Sforza's, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (1.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

What doe youweep, that late did rayle in clamor? Your thunder turn’d to showers
By Prince of Parma, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (2.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

if all Men were such I should be sorry, that a Man begot me.
By Julia, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (2.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

--a prayer for him that gives, & a Poxe take him that gives No thing.
By Clown, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (2.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

If you'll eat grapes unripe, edge your own teeth, I'll stay the mellow'd season
By Stroza, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (4.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

-- would make Atlas bend his head unto his Heel.
By Duke of Milan, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (4.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69

He lies, below his Entrails, that dares to brave me with such a proud affront.
By Stroza, in A Maidenhead Well Lost (5.1), Thomas Heywood
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69