Why should we spare our voice from endlesse wayling
Who iustly make our hearts the seate of sorrow,
In such a case, where it appears that Nature
Doth adde her force unto the sting of Fortune!
Choosing, alas, this our theatre publike,
Where they would leave trophees of cruell damage.
The other stanzas have the corresponding rhyme-words in this order:
III
damage
wayling
publike
sorrowe
fortune
Nature
IV
Nature
damage
Fortune
wayling
sorrowe
publike