Melancholy night masks up heavens face,
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.5), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

god defend that any profane hand should offer
sacrilege to such a saint,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.22-23), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

tears are as due a
tribute to the dead.
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Here's a man of a most mild aspect temperate
effeminate and worthy love, one that with burning
ardor hath pursued me: A donative he hath of
every god, Apollo gave him locks, Jove a high front
The god of eloquence his flowing speech, the feminine
deities strewed all their bounties and beauty on
his face, that eye was Juno's, that virgin blush Diana's here they meet as in a sacred synod.
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.57-67), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Fairest till now love was an infant in my oratory,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.72-73), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Answer:
I'll bury thee in swan's down, tomb thee
in my armes,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.78-80), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

who but the very heir of all her sex
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.420), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

My love is as chaste as thou are fair, and both exceed comparison,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.82), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Theres the beauty without parallel in whom the
graces and the virtues meet, in her aspect
mild: Honor sits and smiles
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.296-298), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

you seem like the issue of the painters limn
leaping from envy's mouth, that devours all
he meets,
By Thaisa, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.331-333), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

He wrongs no man that to himself does right
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.359), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Envy is stingless when it looks on thee
By Mendosa, in The Insatiate Countess (3.1.32-33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

your loves is precious yet my honors dear
By Lady Lentulus, in The Insatiate Countess (3.1.37-39), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

May this kiss chase melancholy from thy company
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.1-2), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

your sight dear friend is lifes restorative
this day is the period of long wished content
More welcome to me than day to the world night
to the weary, gold the miser, such joys feels
friendship in society,
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.26-30), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

this day is the Jubilee of my desire
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.34), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

I blush for speaking truth fair sir believe
me, beneath the moon nought but your frown can grieve me,
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.74-75), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

love is not love unless
love doth perservere, that love is perfect
love that loves for ever,
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.82-85), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

my vow is fixed in
heaven fear shall not move me, 'less you
love me,
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.95-96), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

I am thy captive yet thy thoughts
are free, to be loves bondman is true liberty
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.83-84), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Divinest women your enchanting breaths
give lovers many lives and many deaths
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.91-92), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

my faith to thee like rocks shall never move
The sun shall change his course ere I my love
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.102-103), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

I'll speak to hear her speech whose powerful
breath, Is able to infuse life into death,
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.171-172), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

Answer:
Reply:
Lady think bold intrusion courtesy tis but
imagination alters them then tis your
thoughts not I that do offend,
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.174-180), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

I am thy slave command my sword my heart
The soul is tried best by the body's smart
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.184-185), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

may they be so rivelled with painting that may be
held a work of condign merit but to look
upon her,
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.28-30), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

may the cucking stool be their
recreation,
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

What is a cuckold learn of me
few can tell his pedigree
nor his subtle nature conster, born a man
but dies a monster,
By Rogero, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.205-207), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r

god in edens happy
shade this same creature never made
then to cut off all mistaking cuckolds are
of womens making,
By Rogero, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.213-216), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r