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 There was I subiect to this foule abuse; Troubled with many thoughts pacing along, It was my chance to shoulder in a throng, Thrust to the Channel I was, but crowding her, I spide Pyander in a Nymphes attire: No Nymph more faire, then did Pyander seeme, Had not Pyander, then Pyander beene, No Lady with a fairer face more graced, But that Pyanders selfe, himselfe defaced. Neuer was boy so pleasing to the hart, As was Pyander for a womans part: Neuer did woman foster such an other, As was Pyander, but Pyanders mother: Foole that I was in my affection, More happie I, had it beene a vision. So far entangled was my soule by loue, That force perforce, I must Pyander proue: The issue of which proofe did testifie, Ingling Pyanders damned villanie. I loued indeed, and to my mickle cost,