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"Even the man who says his prayers / Before going to bed at night / May turn to WOLF when the wolfsbane blooms / and the moon is high and bright." --Apocryphal rhyme DOCTOR. A very pestilent disease, my lord, They call lycanthropia... In those that are possess'd with 't there o'erflows Such melancholy humour they imagine Themselves to be transformed into wolves; Steal forth to church-yards in the dead of night, And dig dead bodies up: as two nights since One met the duke 'bout midnight in a lane Behind Saint Mark's church, with the leg of a man Upon his shoulder; and