How things still unexpectedly have run,
As t’ please the fates by their resistless force:
Lastly, mine eyes amazedly have seen
Essex’ great fall, Tyrone his peace to gain,
The quiet end of that long-living Queen,
This King’s fair entrance, and our peace with Spain,
We and the Dutch at length ourselves to sever:
Thus the world doth and evermore shall reel.
Yet to my goddess am I constant ever,
Howe’er blind fortune turn her giddy wheel:
Though heaven and earth prove both to me untrue,
Yet am I still inviolate to you.

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How things still unexpectedly have run,
As it please the Fates, by their resistless force.
Lastly mine eyes amazedly have seen
Essex’ great fall, Tyrone his peace to gain;
The quiet end of that long-living Queen;
This King’s fair entrance; and our peace with Spain,
We and the Dutch at length ourselves to sever.
Thus the world doth and evermore shall reel;
Yet to my Goddess am I constant ever,
Howe’er blind Fortune turn her giddy wheel.
Though Heav’n and Earth prove both to me untrue,
Yet am I still inviolate to you.

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