Hoc cogor sacris nunc ego ferre tuis."
Marlowe appears to have read "Qui tibi concubitus," &c.
Elegia XI.[419]
Ad amicam a cujus amore discedere non potest.
Long have I borne much, mad thy faults me make;
Dishonest love, my wearied breast forsake!
Now have I freed myself, and fled the chain,
And what I have borne, shame to bear again.
We vanquish, and tread tamed love under feet,