91631Thinke but how vile a
spe
ctacle it were,
632To view thy pre
sent tre
spa
sse in another:
633Mens faults do
seldome to them
selues appeare,
634Their own tran
sgre
ssions partiallie they
smother,
635This guilt would
seem death-worthie in thy brother.
636 O how are they wrapt in with infamies,
637 That frō their own mi
sdeeds askaunce their eyes?
92638To thee, to thee, my heau'd vp hands appeale,
639Not to
seducing lu
st thy ra
sh relier:
640I
sue for exil'd maie
sties repeale,
641Let him returne, and
flattring thoughts retire.
642His true re
spe
ct will pri
son fal
se de
sire,
643 And wipe the dim mi
st from thy doting eien,
644 That thou
shalt
see thy
state, and pittie mine.
93645Haue done, quoth he, my vncontrolled tide
646Turnes not, but
swels the higher by this let.
647Small lightes are
soone blown out, huge
fires abide,
648And with the winde in greater furie fret:
649The petty
streames that paie a dailie det
650 To their
salt
soueraigne with their fre
sh fals ha
st,
651 Adde to his
flowe, but alter not his ta
st.
94652Thou art, quoth
shee, a
sea, a
soueraigne King,
653And loe there fals into thy boundle
sse
flood,
654Blacke lu
st, di
shonor,
shame, mi
s-gouerning,
655Who
seeke to
staine the Ocean of thy blood.
656If all the
se pettie ils
shall change thy good,
657 Thy
sea within a puddels wombe is her
sed,
658 And not the puddle in thy
sea di
sper
sed.
95659So
shall the
se
slaues be King, and thou their
slaue,
660Thou noblie ba
se, they ba
selie digni
fied:
661Thou their faire life, and they thy fowler graue:
662Thou lothed in their
shame, they in thy pride,
663The le
sser thing
should not the greater hide.
664 The Cedar
stoopes not to the ba
se
shrubs foote,
665 But low-
shrubs wither at the Cedars roote.