96666So let thy thoughts low vassals to thy state,

667No more quoth he, by Heauen I will not heare thee.

668Yeeld to my loue, if not inforced hate,

669In steed of loues coy tutch shall rudelie teare thee.

670That done, despitefullie I meane to beare thee

671 Vnto the base bed of some rascall groome,

672 To be thy partner in this shamefull doome.

97673This said, he sets his foote vppon the light,

674For light and lust are deadlie enemies,

675Shame folded vp in blind concealing night,

676When most vnseene, then most doth tyrannize.

677The wolfe hath ceazd his pray, the poor lamb cries,

678 Till with her own white fleece her voice controld,

679 Intombes her outcrie in her lips sweet fold.

98680For with the nightlie linnen that shee weares,

681He pens her piteous clamors in her head,

682Cooling his hot face in the chastest teares,

683That euer modest eyes with sorrow shed.

684O that prone lust should staine so pure a bed,

685 The spots whereof could weeping purifie,

686 Her tears should drop on them perpetuallie.

99687But shee hath lost a dearer thing then life,

688And he hath wonne what he would loose againe,

689This forced league doth force a further strife,

690This momentarie ioy breeds months of paine,

691This hot desire conuerts to colde disdaine;

692 Pure chastitie is rifled of her store,

693 And lust the theefe farre poorer then before.

100694Looke as the full-fed Hound, or gorged Hawke,

695Vnapt for tender smell, or speedie flight,

696Make slow pursuite, or altogether bauk,

697The praie wherein by nature they delight:

698So surfet-taking TARQVIN fares this night:

699 His tast delicious, in digestion sowring,

700 Deuoures his will that liu'd by fowle deuouring.