Her faire necke a foule yoke bare:
But hir sight his cares did banish,
In his sight hir yoke did vanish.
4 Wept they had, alas the while:
But now teares themselves did smile,
While their eyes by Love directed,
Interchangeably reflected.
5 Sighd they had: but now betwixt
Sighs of woe were glad sighs mixt:
With armes crost, yet testifying