No vows shall e'er persuade me
Twice to present a wounded heart
To her that hath betray'd me.
Could I again be brought to love
Thy form, though more divine,
I might thy scorn as justly move,
20As now thou sufferest mine.
Song.] Pretty, and the double rhymes in stanzas 1 and 4 well brought off.
7 1656 'the shore'.