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Rh Being of himselfe, deuoid of feare, And there was drownd without redresse, Ladie, Ladie. His crueltie rewarded was, with such follie.

Loe, hereby you may perceiue, How Venus can, and if she please, Her disobedient Subiects grieue, And make them drinke their owne disease, Wherfore rebel not I you wish, Lady, lady. Least that your chaunce be worse than this, if worse may be.

Eart, what makes thee thus to be, in extreame heauinesse? If care do cause all thy distresse, Why seekest thou not some redresse, to ease thy carefulnesse? Hath Cupid stroke in Venerie, Thy wofull corps in ieoperdie: right wel then may I sob and crie, Til that my Mistresse deer, my faith may trie My loue and faithfull diligence? And cowardly thus to die. And cowardly thus to die.

'No no, I wil shew my woe, in this calamitie. To her whom Nature shapte so free: With all Dianaes chastitie, or Venus rare beautie: Then shall I brace felicitie, And liue in all prosperitie.