Whose witness this present prison late
Could bear, where once was joy’s loan quit.
Thou causedst the guilty to be loosed
From bands where innocents were inclosed,
And caused the guiltless to be reserved,
And freed those that death had well deserved.
But all herein can be nothing wrought,
So God send to my foes all they have thought.
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate.I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned.Since from myself another self I turned.My care is like my shadow in the sun,Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.His…
Quoth Elizabeth prisoner.
Ah, silly Pug, wert thou so sore afraid?Mourn not, my Wat, nor be thou so dismayed.It passeth fickle Fortune’s power and skillTo force my heart to think thee any ill.No Fortune base, thou sayest, shall alter thee?And may so blind a witch so conquer me?No, no, my Pug, though Fortune were not blind,Assure thyself she…
For falsehood now doth flow, and subjects’ faith doth ebb,Which should not be if reason ruled or wisdom weaved the web.But clouds of joys untried do cloak aspiring minds,Which turn to rain of late repent by changed course of winds.The top of hope supposed the root upreared shall be,And fruitless all their grafted guile, as…
But I did scorn them all and answered them therefore:Go, go, go, seek some other where; importune me no more.How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe,How many sighing hearts I have not skill to show,But I the prouder grew and still this spake therefore:Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me…
