42288Within his thought her heauenly image sits,

289And in the selfe same seat sits COLATINE,

290That eye which lookes on her confounds his wits,

291That eye which him beholdes, as more deuine,

292Vnto a view so false will not incline;

293 But with a pure appeale seekes to the heart,

294 Which once corrupted takes the worser part.

43295And therein heartens vp his seruile powers,

296Who flattred by their leaders iocound show,

297Stuffe vp his lust: as minutes fill vp howres.

298And as their Captaine: so their pride doth grow,

299Paying more slauish tribute then they owe.

300 By reprobate desire thus madly led,

301 The Romane Lord marcheth to LVCRECE bed.

44302The lockes betweene her chamber and his will,

303Ech one by him inforst retires his ward:

304But as they open they all rate his ill,

305Which driues the creeping theefe to some regard,

306The threshold grates the doore to haue him heard,

307 Night-wandring weezels shreek to see him there,

308 They fright him, yet he still pursues his feare.