4.
If from that way, my steps had neuer strai’d,
Which in my youthfull daies I first did tread,
My famous acts, which now are all decai’d,
Had liu’d in lines of gold, and in the stead,
Of foule defame, with praise had crown’d my head:
But partiall fame lets passe our deeds of praise,
Our worser deed she keepes for future daies.
5.
When bold Canutus, that victorious king,