Of Iellaes Bruising-fall.

I ELLA , why frown'st thou? say (sweet Biddies-nie)
 Hast hurt thy foote with treading (late) awry?
Thou fell'st withall, thou saist: Ah, that was it
That gaue the bruize that made thy browes to knit
But some thing (without doubt) stood in thy way
That made thee fall to thy so great decay:
 Thy crosse was strange (through Fortunes crosse commanding)
 To catch thy hurt with falling and with standing.