Els for her Memnon gray Aurora’s teares,
On the earth it stilleth, the partener of her feares:
Or sendeth sweet showers to glad their mother earth,
Whence first they tooke their first inconstant birth:
To so great griefes, il taken wordes do[1467] grow:
Of wordes wel taken, such delightes do flow.
86.
This learned, thus be here at length an end,
What since ensued, to thee I wil commend:
Now farewel, Baldwine, shield my torne name,