The gods, who by thee, to be perjured fall.[422]
And by thy face to me a power divine,
And by thine eyes, whose radiance burns out mine!
Whate'er thou art, mine art thou: choose this course,
Wilt have me willing, or to love by force.50
Rather I'll hoist up sail, and use the wind,
That I may love yet, though against my mind.
FOOTNOTES:
[419] Not in Isham copy or ed. A.
[420] The original has "Venerunt capiti cornua sera meo."