1792As I by yours , y'haue past a hell of Time,

1793And I a tyrant haue no leasure taken

1794To waigh how once I suffered in your crime.

1795O that our night of wo might haue remembred

1796My deepest sence, how hard true sorrow hits,

1797And soone to you, as you to me then tendred

1798The humble salue, which wounded bosomes fits!

1799 But that your trespasse now becomes a fee,

1800Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransome mee.

1802TIS better to be vile then vile esteemed,

1803When not to be, receiues reproach of being,

1804And the iust pleasure lost, which is so deemed,

1805Not by our feeling, but by others seeing.

1806For why should others false 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 abuses, reckon vp their owne,

1812I may be straight though they them-selues be beuel

1813By their rancke thoughtes, my deedes must not be shown

1814 Vnlesse this generall euill they maintaine,

1815All men are bad and in their badnesse raigne.

1817TThy guift, , thy tables, are within my braine

1818Full characterd with lasting memory,

1819Which shall aboue that idle rancke remaine

1820Beyond all date euen to eternity.

1821Or at the least, so long as braine and heart

1822Haue facultie by nature to subsist,

1823Til each to raz'd obliuion yeeld his part

1824Of thee, thy record neuer can be mist:

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,