1681170Her house is sackt, her quiet interrupted,

1171Her mansion batterd by the enemie,

1172Her sacred temple spotted, spoild, corrupted,

1173Groslie ingirt with daring infamie.

1174Then let it not be cald impietie,

1175 If in this blemisht fort I make some hole,

1176 Through which I may conuay this troubled soule.

1691177Yet die I will not, till my COLATINE

1178Haue heard the cause of my vntimelie death,

1179That he may vow in that sad houre of mine,

1180Reuenge on him that made me stop my breath,

1181My stained bloud to TARQVIN ile bequeath,

1182 Which by him tainted, shall for him be spent,

1183 And as his due writ in my testament.

1701184My Honor ile bequeath vnto the knife

1185That wounds my bodie so dishonored,

1186Tis Honor to depriue dishonord life,

1187The one will liue, the other being dead.

1188So of shames ashes shall my Fame be bred,

1189 For in my death I murther shamefull scorne,

1190 My shame so dead, mine honor is new borne.