1171This silent warre of Lillies and of Roses,

72Which TARQVIN vew'd in her faire faces field,

73In their pure rankes his traytor eye encloses,

74Where least betweene them both it should be kild.

75The coward captiue vanquished, doth yeeld

76 To those two Armies that would let him goe,

77 Rather then triumph in so false a foe.

1278Now thinkes he that her husbands shallow tongue,

79The niggard prodigall that praisde her so:

80In that high taske hath done her Beauty wrong.

81Which farre exceedes his barren skill to show.

82Therefore that praise which COLATINE doth owe,

83 Inchaunted TARQVIN aunswers with surmise,

84 In silent wonder of still gazing eyes.

1385This earthly sainct adored by this deuill,

86Little suspecteth the false worshipper:

87"For vnstaind thoughts do seldom dream on euill.

88"Birds neuer lim'd, no secret bushes feare:

89So guiltlesse shee securely giues good cheare,

90 And reuerend welcome to her princely guest,

91 Whose inward ill no outward harme exprest.

1492For that he colourd with his high estate,

93Hiding base sin in pleats of Maiestie:

94That nothing in him seemd inordinate,

95Saue sometime too much wonder of his eye,

96Which hauing all, all could not satisfie;

97 But poorly rich so wanteth in his store,

98 That cloy'd with much, he pineth still for more.

1599But she that neuer cop't with straunger eies,

100Could picke no meaning from their parling lookes,

101Nor read the subtle shining secrecies,

102Writ in the glassie margents of such bookes,

103Shee toucht no vnknown baits, nor feard no hooks,

104 Nor could shee moralize his wanton sight,

105 More then his eies were opend to the light.