(5) Titan his faire beames did hide, Phœbe ‘clips’d eclipsed her siluer light: +In my birth my Mother died, Young and faire in heauie plight.
And the Nurse that gaue me suck, (10) Haplesse was in all her life: And I neuer had good luck, Being mayde or married wife.
I lou’d well, and was belou’d, And forgetting, was forgot: (15) This a haplesse marriage mou’d, Greeuing that it kills me not.
With the earth would I were wed, Then in such a graue of woes Daily to be buried, (20) Which no end nor number knowes.
Young my Father married me, Forc’d by my obedience: Syrenus, thy faith, and thee I forgot without offence.
(25) Which contempt I pay so farre, Neuer like was paid so much: Iealousies doe make me warre, But without a cause of such.