But when his meane estate he did reuew[987],
He from such hardy boldnesse was restraind,
And of his lucklesse lot and cruell loue thus plaind.
Vnthankfull wretch (said he) is this the meed, xlv
With which her soueraigne mercy thou doest quight?
Thy life she saued by her gracious deed,
But thou doest weene with villeinous despight,
To blot her honour, and her heauenly light.
Dye rather, dye, then so disloyally
Deeme of her high desert, or seeme so light: