2221548Looke looke how listning PRIAM wets his eyes,

1549To see those borrowed teares that SINON sheeds,

1550PRIAM why art thou old, and yet not wise?

1551For euerie teare he fals a Troian bleeds:

1552His eye drops fire, no water thence proceeds,

1553 Those roūd clear pearls of his that moue thy pitty,

1554 Are bals of quenchlesse fire to burne thy Citty.

2231555Such Deuils steale effects from lightlesse Hell,

1556For SINON in his fire doth quake with cold,

1557And in that cold hot burning fire doth dwell,

1558These contraries such vnitie do hold,

1559Only to flatter fooles, and make them bold,

1560 So PRIAMS trust false SINONS teares doth flatter,

1561 That he finds means to burne his Troy with water.

2241562Here all inrag'd such passion her assailes,

1563That patience is quite beaten from her breast,

1564Shee tears the sencelesse SINON with her nailes,

1565Comparing him to that vnhappie guest,

1566Whose deede hath made herselfe, herselfe detest,

1567 At last shee smilingly with this giues ore,

1568 Foole fool, quoth she, his wounds wil not be sore.