Yet I despaire not but thou may’st prevaile,
And by this course to ease my present grones,
I this advantage have which cannot faile:
I’ll be a free-man’s wife, or else be nones:
For, if all prosper not as we pretend
And that the heavens Romes bondage to decree,
Straight with thy liberty my life shall end,
Who have no comfort but what comes from thee;
My father hath me taught what way to dye,
By which if hindred from encountring death,