¶But
shee hath lo
st a dearer thing then life,
¶And he hath wonne what he would loo
se againe,
¶This forced league doth force a further
strife,
690This momentarie ioy breeds months of paine,
¶This hot de
sire conuerts to colde di
sdaine;
¶_Pure cha
stitie is rifled of her
store,
¶_And lu
st the theefe farre poorer then before.
¶Looke as the full-fed Hound, or gorged Hawke,
695Vnapt for tender
smell, or
speedie flight,
¶Make
slow pur
suite, or altogether bauk,
¶The praie wherein by nature they delight:
¶So
surfet-taking
TARQVIN fares this night:
¶_His ta
st delicious, in dige
stion
sowring,
700_Deuoures his will that liu'd by fowle deuouring.
¶O deeper
sinne then bottomele
sse conceit
¶Can comprehend in
still imagination!
¶Drunken De
sire mu
st vomite his receipt
¶Ere he can
see his owne abhomination.
705VVhile Lu
st is in his pride no exclamation
¶_Can curbe his heat, or reine his ra
sh de
sire,
¶_Till like a Iade,
self-will him
selfe doth tire.