2551779The deepe vexation of his inward soule,

1780Hath seru'd a dumbe arrest vpon his tongue,

1781Who mad that sorrow should his vse controll,

1782Or keepe him from heart-easing words so long,

1783Begins to talke, but through his lips do throng

1784 Weake words, so thick come in his poor harts aid,

1785 That no man could distinguish what he said.

2561786Yet sometime TARQVIN was pronounced plaine,

1787But through his teeth, as if the name he tore,

1788This windie tempest, till it blow vp raine,

1789Held backe his sorrowes tide, to make it more.

1790At last it raines, and busie windes giue ore,

1791 Then sonne and father weep with equall strife,

1792 Who shuld weep most for daughter or for wife.

2571793The one doth call her his, the other his,

1794Yet neither may possesse the claime they lay.

1795The father saies, shee's mine, ô mine shee is

1796Replies her husband, do not take away

1797My sorrowes interest, let no mourner say

1798 He weepes for her, for shee was onely mine,

1799 And onelie must be wayl'd by COLATINE.