And fortune fell, poure on me al their spight,
To die for thee shal greatly me delight.”
17.
Then I replide: “O Duke, without desert
Thou doste me loue, a little ilande’s Queene,
I know thou to the emperour heyre art,
Thy valiaunt actes I diuers wayes haue seene,
I like thy deedes, most noble which haue bene,
And thee I loue: yet priuate pleasures luste
May neuer make me throwe my realme to duste.”