Only our loves let not such rich churls gain:
'Tis well if some wench for the poor remain.60
Now, Sabine-like, though chaste she seems to live,
One her[406] commands, who many things can give.
For me, she doth keeper[407] and husband fear,
If I should give, both would the house forbear.
If of scorned lovers god be venger just,
O let him change goods so ill-got to dust.
FOOTNOTES:
[400] Not in Isham copy or ed. A.