2260But rysing at thy name doth point out thee,

2261As his triumphant prize, proud of this pride,

2262He is contented thy poore drudge to be

2263To stand in thy affaires, fall by thy side.

2264 No want of conscience hold it that I call,

2265Her loue, for whose deare loue I rise and fall.

2267IN louing thee thou know'st I am forsworne,

2268But thou art twice forsworne to me loue swearing,

2269In act thy bed-vow broake and new faith torne,

2270In vowing new hate after new loue bearing:

2271But why of two othes breach doe I accuse thee,

2272When I breake twenty:I am periur'd most,

2273For all my vowes are othes but to misuse thee:

2274And all my honest faith in thee is lost.

2275For I haue sworne deepe othes of thy deepe kindnesse:

2276Othes of thy loue, thy truth, thy constancie,

2277And to inlighten thee gaue eyes to blindnesse,

2278Or made them swere against the thing they see.

2279 For I haue sworne thee faire:more periurde eye,

2280To swere against the truth fo foule a lie.

2282CVpid laid by his brand and fell a sleepe,

2283A maide of Dyans this aduantage found,

2284And his loue-kindling fire did quickly steepe

2285In a could vallie-fountaine of that ground:

2286Which borrowd from this holie fire of loue,

2287A datelesse liuely heat still to indure,

2288And grew a seething bath which yet men proue,

2289Against strang malladies a soueraigne cure:

2290But at my mistres eie loues brand new fired,

2291The boy for triall needes would touch my brest,

2292I sick withall the helpe of bath desired,

2293And thether hied a sad distemperd guest.

2294 But found no cure, the bath for my helpe lies,

2295 Where Cupid got new fire;my mistres eye.