Whome fortune, in this maze of misery,
Of wretched chaunce, most wofull mirours chose,
That, when thou seest how lightly they did lose
Their pompe, their power, and that they thought most sure
Thou mayst soone deeme no earthly ioy[1505] may dure.”
18.[1506]
Whose rufull voice no sooner had out brayed
Those wofull words, wherewith shee sorrowed so,
But out, alas, shee shright, and neuer stayed,
Fell downe, and al to dasht her selfe for wo: