His wasted life her weary lodge forewent.
Which when she saw, she stayèd not a whit,
But after him, did make untimely haste:
Forthwith her ghost out of her corps did flit,
And followed her mate, like turtle chaste.
To prove that death, their hearts cannot divide;
Which living were in love so firmly tied.
The gods, which all things see, this same beheld.
And pitying this pair of lovers true;