And to the dore of death for sorrow drew,
Complayning out on me, that would not on them rew.
But let them loue that list, or liue or die; xxi
Me list not die for any louers doole:
Ne list me leaue my loued libertie,
To pitty him that list to play the foole:
To loue my selfe I learned had in schoole.
Thus I triumphed long in louers paine,
And sitting carelesse on the scorners stoole,
Did laugh at those that did lament and plaine: