58Sometime a blusterer that the ruffle knew

59Of Court of Cittie, and had let go by

60The swiftest houres obserued as they flew,

61Towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew:

62And priuiledg'd by age desires to know

63In breefe the grounds and motiues of her wo.

1064So slides he downe vppon his greyned bat;

65And comely distant sits he by her side,

66When hee againe desires her, being satte,

67Her greeuance with his hearing to deuide:

68If that from him there may be ought applied

69Which may her suffering extasie asswage

70Tis promist in the charitie of age.

1171Father she saies, though in mee you behold

72The iniury of many a blasting houre;

73Let it not tell your Iudgement I am old,

74Not age, but sorrow, ouer me hath power;

75I might as yet haue bene a spreading flower

76Fresh to my selfe, if I had selfe applyed

77Loue to my selfe, and to no Loue beside.

1278But wo is mee, too early I atttended

79A youthfull suit it was to gaine my grace;

80O one by natures outwards so commended,

81That maidens eyes stucke ouer all his face,

82Loue lackt a dwelling and made him her place.

83And when in his faire parts shee didde abide,

84Shee was new lodg'd and newly Deified.

1385His browny locks did hang in crooked curles,

86And euery light occasion of the wind

87Vpon his lippes their silken parcels hurles,

88Whats sweet to do, to do wil aptly find,

89Each eye that saw him did inchaunt the minde: