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      To privilege dishonour in thy name

        Thou back'st reproach against long´living laud

        And mak'st fair察reputation but a bawd。



      'Hast thou command拭by him that gave it thee

      From a pure heart command thy rebel will

      Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity

      For it was lent thee all that brood to kill。

      Thy princely office how canst thou fulfill

        When patterned by thy fault foul sin may say

        He learned to sin察and thou didst teach the way



      'Think but how vile a spectacle it were

      To view thy present trespass in another。

      Men's faults do seldom to themselves appear

      Their own transgressions partially they smother

      This guilt would seem death´worthy in thy brother。

        O察how are they wrapped in with infamies

        That from their own misdeeds askance their eyes



      'To thee察to thee察my heaved´up hands察appeal

      Not to seducing lust察thy rash relier

      I sue for exiled majesty's repeal

      Let him return察and flatt'ring thoughts retire。

      His true respect will prison false desire

        And wipe the dim mist from thy doting eyne

        That thou shalt see thy state and pity mine。'



      'Have done察quoth he察'my uncontrolled tide

      Turns not察but swells the higher by this let。

      Small lights are soon blown out察huge fires abide

      And with the wind in greater fury fret。

      The petty streams that pay a daily debt

        To their salt sovereign察with their fresh falls' haste

        Add to his flow察but alter not his taste。'



      'Thou art'察quoth she察'a sea察a sovereign king

      And察lo察there falls into thy boundless flood

      Black lust察dishonour察shame察misgoverning

      Who seek to stain the ocean of thy blood。

      If all these petty ills shall change thy good

        Thy sea within a puddle's womb is hearsed

        And not the puddle in thy sea dispersed。



      'So shall these slaves be king察and thou their slave

      Thou nobly base察they basely dignified

      Thou their fair life察and they thy fouler grave

      Thou loathed in their shame察they in thy pride。

      The lesser thing should not the greater hide

        The cedar stoops not to the base shrub's foot

        But low shrubs wither at the cedar's root。



      'So let thy thoughts察low vassals to thy state´

      ;No more' quoth he察'by heaven察I will not hear thee。

      Yield to my love察if not察enforced hate

      Instead of love's coy touch察shall rudely tear thee

      That done察despitefully I mean to bear thee

        Unto the base bed of some rescal groom

        To be thy partner in this shameful doom。'



      This said察he sets his foot upon the light

      For light and lust are deadly enemies

      Shame folded up in blind concealing night

      When most unseen察then most doth tyrannize。

      The wolf hath seized his prey察the poor lamb cries

        Till with her own white fleece her voice controlled

        Entombs her outcry in her lips' sweet fold



      For with the nightly linen that she wears

      He pens her piteous clamours in her head

      Cooling his hot face in the chastest tears

      That ever modest eyes with sorrow shed。

      O察that prone lust should stain so pure a bed

        The spots whereof could weeping purify

        Her tears should drop on them perpetually。



      But she hath lost a dearer thing than life

      And he hath won what he would lose again。

      This forced league doth force a further strife

      This momentary joy breeds months of pain

      This hot desire converts to cold disdain

        Pure Chastity is rifled of her store

        And Lust察the thief察far poorer than before。



      Look as the full´fed hound or gorged hawk

      Unapt for tender smell or speedy flight

      Make slow pursuit察or altogether balk

      The prey wherein by nature they delight

      So surfeit´taking Tarquin fares this night

        His taste delicious察in digestion souring

        Devours his will察that lived by foul devouring。



      O察deeper sin than bottomless conceit

      Can comprehend in still imagination

      Drunken Desire must vomit his receipt

      Ere he can see his own abomination。

      While Lust is in his pride察no exclamation

        Can curb his heat or rein his rash desire

        Till察like a jade察Self´will himself doth tire。



      And then with lank and lean discoloured cheek

      With heavy eye察knit brow察and strengthless pace

      Feeble Desire察all recreant察poor and meek

      Like to a bankrupt beggar wails his case

      The flesh being proud察Desire doth fight with Grace

        For there it revels察and when that decays

        The guilty rebel for remission prays。



      So fares it with this faultful lord of Rome

      Who this accomplishment so hotly chased

      For now against himself he sounds this doom

      That through the length of times he stands disgraced

      Besides察his soul's fair temple is defaced

        To whose weak ruins muster troops of cares

        To ask the spotted princess how she fares。



      She says her subjects with foul insurrection

      Have battered down her consecrated wall

      And by their mortal fault brought in subjection

      Her immortality察and made her thrall

      To living death and pain perpetual

        Which in her prescience she controlled still

        But her foresight could not forestall their will。



      Ev'n in this thought through the dark night he stealeth

      A captive victor that hath lost in gain

      Bearing away the wound that nothing healeth

      The scar that will察despite of cure察remain

      Leaving his spoil perplexed in greater pain。

        She bears the load of lust he left behind

        And he the burden of a guilty mind。



      He like a thievish dog creeps sadly thence

      She like a wearied lamb lies panting there

      He scowls察and hates himself for his offence

      She察desperate察with her nails her flesh doth tear

      He faintly flies察sweating with guilty fear

        She stays察exclaiming on the direful night

        He runs察and chides his vanished察loathed delight。



      He thence departs a heavy convertite

      She there remains a hopeless castaway

      He in his speed looks for the morning light

      She prays she never may behold the day。

      'For day'察quoth she察'night's scapes doth open lay

        And my true eyes have never practised how

        To cloak offences with a cunning brow。



      'They think not but that every eye can see

      The same disgrace which they themselves behold

      And therefore would they still in darkness be

      To have their unseen sin remain untold

      For they their guilt with weeping will unfold

        And grave察like water that doth eat in steel

        Upon my cheeks what helpless shame I feel。'



      Here she exclaims against repose and rest

      And bids her eyes hereafter still be blind。

      She wakes her heart by beating on her breast

      And bids it leap from thence察where it may find

      Some purer chest to close so pure a mind。

        Frantic with grief thus breathes she forth her spite

        Against the unseen secrecy of night



      'O comfort´killing Night察image of hell

      Dim register and notary of shame

      Black stage for tragedies and murders fell

      Vast sin´concealing chaos nurse of blame

      Blind muffled bawd dark harbour for defame

        Grim cave of death whisp'ring conspirator

        With close´tongued treason and the ravisher



      'O hateful察vaporous and foggy Night

      Since thou art guilty of my cureless crime

      Muster thy mists to meet the eastern light

      Make war against proportioned course of time

      Or if thou wilt permit the sun to climb

        His wonted height察yet ere he go to bed

        Knit poisonous clouds about his golden head。



      'With rotten damps ravish the morning air

      Let their exhaled unwholesome breaths make sick

      The life of purity察the supreme fair

      Ere he arrive his weary noon´tide prick

      And let thy musty vapours march so thick

        That in their smoky ranks his smoth'red light

        May set at noon and make perpetual night。



      'Were Tarquin Night察as he is but Night's child

      The silver´shining queen he would distain

      Her twinkling handmaids too察by him defiled

      Through Night's black bosom should not peep again

      So should I have co´partners in my pain

        And fellowship in woe doth woe assuage

        As palmers' chat makes short their pilgrimage。



      'Where now I have no one to blush 

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