106.
Alone long wandring through the desert wood
Farre from the castle, I did chance t’espie,
Whereas a lustie gelding grasing stood,
Whom straight I backt, and did for freedome flie
Through vnknowne waies, that none might me descrie:
But what is hid from heau’n, or who can shun
God’s firme edict, by which all things are done?
107.
In swift careire, as I did heedlesse passe,