16471647And far the weaker with so strong a fear.
16481648My bloody judge forbade my tongue to speak;
16491649No rightful plea might plead for justice there.
16501650His scarlet lust came evidence to swear
16511651That my poor beauty had purloined his eyes;
16521652And when the judge is robbed, the prisoner dies."
16541654Or, at the least, this refuge let me find:
16551655Though my gross blood be stained with this abuse,
16561656Immaculate and spotless is my mind.
16571657That was not forced, that never was inclined
16581658To accessory yieldings, but still pure
16591659Doth in her poisoned closet yet endure."
23816601660Lo, here the hopeless merchant of this loss,
16611661With head declined and voice damned up with woe,
16621662With sad set eyes and wreathèd arms across,
16631663From lips new waxen pale begins to blow
16641664The grief away that stops his answer so.
16651665But, wretched as he is, he strives in vain;
16661666What he breathes out, his breath drinks up again.
16681668Outruns the eye that doth behold his haste,
16691669Yet in the eddy boundeth in his pride
16701670Back to the strait that forst him on so fast,
16711671In rage sent out, recalled in rage, being past;
16721672Even so his sighs, his sorrows make a saw,
16731673To push grief on, and back the same grief draw.
24016741674Which speechless woe of his poor she attendeth,
16751675And his untimely frenzy thus awaketh:
16761676"Dear lord, thy sorrow to my sorrow lendeth
16771677Another power; no flood by raining slaketh.
16781678My woe too sensible thy passion maketh
16791679More feeling-painful. Let it then suffice
16801680To drown one woe, one pair of weeping eyes."