That, loe, on whom but mee did shee most smyle?
And whom but mee, loe, did shee most begyle?
111.
Now hast thou heard the whole of my vnhap,[1658]
My chaunce, my chaunge, the cause of all my care:
In welth and woe, how fortune did mee wrap,
With world at will, to win mee to her snare:
Bid kings, bid kesars, bid[1659] all states beware,
And tell them this from me that tryde it true:
Who reckles rules, right soone may hap to rue.”