-Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,
Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow
Makes wing to th' rooky wood.
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
Whiles night鈥檚 black agents to their preys do rouse.
Thou marvel鈥檚t at my words: but hold thee still.
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.
So, prithee, go with me.line by line translation to idiomatic english
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