2211541For euen as subtill SINON here is painted,

1542So sober sad, so wearie, and so milde,

1543(As if with griefe or trauaile he had fainted)

1544To me came TARQVIN armed to beguild

1545With outward honestie, but yet defild

1546 With inward vice, as PRIAM him did cherish:

1547 So did I TARQVIN, so my Troy did perish.

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.

2251569Thus ebs and flowes the currant of her sorrow,

1570And time doth wearie time with her complayning,

1571Shee looks for night, & then shee longs for morrow,

1572And both shee thinks too long with her remayning.

1573Short time seems long, in sorrowes sharp sustayning,

1574 Though wo be heauie, yet it seldome sleepes,

1575 And they that watch, see time, how slow it creeps.