That wanted courage good enough to swimme
Through seas of woes for thee, and much despise
To meet with death at any lower prize,
115Whilst greefe alone workes that effect in mee,
And yet no greefe but for the losse of thee.
Fortune now doe thy worst, for I have gott
By this her death so strong an antidote,
That all thy future crosses shall not have
120More then an angry smile, nor shall the grave
Glory in my last day: these lines shall give