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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