And wishing oft, that he were present there,
When she was slaine, or had bene to her succour nere.
But after griefe awhile had had his course, xxxiv
And spent it selfe in mourning, he at last
Began to mitigate his swelling sourse,
And in his mind with better reason cast,
How he might saue her life, if life did last;
Or if that dead, how he her death might wreake,
Sith otherwise he could not mend thing past;
Or if it to reuenge he were too weake,