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WS

We are deeds;
thou shouldst have achieved us!
Doubt, the throttler,
has crippled and riven us.
On the Day of Judgment
we'll come a-flock,
and tell the story,-
then woe to you!

PEER

Rascal-tricks! How dare you debit
what is negative against me?
[Hastens away.]

ASE'S VOICE [far away].

Fie, what a post-boy!
Hu, you've upset me!
Snow's newly fallen here;-
sadly it's smirched me.-
You've driven me the wrong way.
Peer, where's the castle?
The Fiend has misled you
with the switch from the cupboard!

PEER

Better haste away, poor fellow!
With the devil's sins upon you,
soon you'll faint upon the hillside;-
hard enough to bear one's own sins.
[Runs off.]