Hid with the veiles of womens vertuous lookes.

But what a cloud of sulphur have I drawne

Up to my bosome in this dangerous secret!

Which if my hast with any spark should light

Ere D'Ambois were engag'd in some sure plot,325

I were blowne up; he would be, sure, my death.

Would I had never knowne it, for before

I shall perswade th'importance to Montsurry,

And make him with some studied stratagem

Train D'Ambois to his wreak, his maid may tell it;330