001:01,001[' ]| Enter the Ghoast of \Andrea\, and with him
001:01,002[' ]| \Revenge\.
001:01,003[J ]| When this eternall substance of my soule,
001:01,004[J ]| Did liue imprisond in$4$ my wanton flesh:
001:01,005[J ]| Ech in$4$ their function seruing others need,
001:01,006[J ]| I was a Courtier in$4$ the Spanish Court.
001:01,007[J ]| My name was \Don Andrea\, my discent
001:01,008[J ]| Though not ignoble, yet inferiour far
001:01,009[J ]| To$4$ gratious fortunes of my tender youth:
001:01,010[J ]| For$3$ there in$4$ prime and pride of all my yeeres,
001:01,011[J ]| By$4$ duteous seruice and deseruing love,
001:01,012[J ]| In$4$ secret I possest a worthy dame,
001:01,013[J ]| Which$6@1$ hight sweet \Bel-imperia\ by$4$ name.
001:01,014[J ]| But in$4$ the haruest of my sommer ioyes,
001:01,015[J ]| Deaths winter nipt the blossomes of my blisse,
001:01,016[J ]| Forcing diuorce betwixt my love and me.
001:01,017[J ]| For$3$ in$4$ the late conflict with Portingale,
001:01, . . .
