Thus I my wife full often times beguylde,
Which afterward did beare a sonne to me,
Nam’d Madan: yet wee neuer could agree.
And he that was the cause she was my bryde,
The while her father Corinæus dyde.
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Which when I heard, I had my heart’s desire,
I crau’de no more, there was my end of griefe:
At lest I thought to quench Cupidoe’s fire,
And eke to worke my lusting loues reliefe: