1792As I by yours , y'haue pa
st a hell of Time,
1793And I a tyrant haue no lea
sure taken
1794To waigh how once I
su
ffered in your crime.
1795O that our night of wo might haue remembred
1796My deepe
st sence,
how hard true
sorrow hits,
1797And
soone to you,
as you to me then tendred
1798The humble
salue,
which wounded bo
somes
fits!
1799 But that your tre
spa
sse now becomes a fee,
1800Mine ran
soms yours,
and yours mu
st ran
some mee.
1802TIS better to be vile then vile e
steemed,
1803When not to be,
receiues reproach of being,
1804And the iu
st plea
sure lo
st,
which is
so deemed,
1805Not by our feeling,
but by others
seeing.
1806For why
should others fal
se adulterat eyes
1807Giue
salutation to my
sportiue blood?
1808Or on my frailties why are frailer
spies;
1809Which in their wils count bad what I think good?
1810Noe,
I am that I am,
and they that leuell
1811At my abu
ses,
reckon vp their owne,
1812I may be
straight though they them-
selues be beuel
1813By their rancke thoughtes,
my deedes mu
st not be
shown
1814 Vnle
sse this generall euill they maintaine,
1815All men are bad and in their badne
sse raigne.
1817TThy guift,
,
thy tables,
are within my braine
1818Full chara
cterd with la
sting memory,
1819Which
shall aboue that idle rancke remaine
1820Beyond all date euen to eternity.
1821Or at the lea
st,
so long as braine and heart
1822Haue facultie by nature to
sub
sist,
1823Til each to raz'd obliuion yeeld his part
1824Of thee,
thy record neuer can be mi
st:
1825That poore retention could not
so much hold,
1826Nor need I tallies thy deare loue to skore,
1827Therefore to giue them from me was I bold,
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