Or else thy heart as soft as mine.

O flatterer false! thou traitor born,

What mischief more might thou devise

Than thy dear friend to have in scorn, 15

And him to wound in sundry wise;

Which still a friend pretends to be,

And art not so by proof I see?

Fie, fie upon such treachery!

William Hunnis.

XIV
TO HIS FORSAKEN MISTRESS.