138960Why work'st thou mischiefe in thy Pilgrimage,

961Vnlesse thou could'st returne to make amends?

962One poore retyring minute in an age

963Would purchase thee a thousand thousand friends,

964Lending him wit that to bad detters lends,

965 O this dread night, would'st thou one howr come (backe,

966 I could preuent this storme, and shun thy wracke.

139967Thou ceaselesse lackie to Eternitie,

968With some mischance crosse TARQVIN in his flight.

969Deuise extreames beyond extremitie,

970To make him curse this cursed crimefull night:

971Let gastly shadowes his lewd eyes affright,

972 And the dire thought of his committed euill,

973 Shape euery bush a hideous shapelesse deuill.

140974Disturbe his howres of rest with restlesse trances,

975Afflict him in his bed with bedred grones,

976Let there bechaunce him pitifull mischances,

977To make him mone, but pitie not his mones:

978Stone him with hardned hearts harder then stones,

979 And let milde women to him loose their mildnesse,

980 Wilder to him then Tygers in their wildnesse.