Conspire my harme: since men, since powers diuine,
Aire, earth, and Sea are all iniurious:
And that my Queene her self, in whome I liu’d,
The Idoll of my hart, doth me pursue;
It’s meete I dye. For her haue I forgone
My Country, Cæsar vnto warre prouok’d
(For iust reuenge of Sisters wrong my wife,
Who mou’de my Queene (ay me!) to iealousie)
For loue of her, in her allurements caught
Abandon’d life, I honor haue despisde,