Why didst thou then in such disfigured guize
Figure the pourtraict of myne ouerthro?
Why manlike didst thou meane to tyrannize,
No man but woman would haue sinned so:
Why then inhumaine and my secret foe
Didst thou betray me, yet would be a woman?
From my cheef wealth out weauing me this woe,
Leauing thy loue in pawne till time did come on
When that thy trustlesse bondes were to be tryed,
And when (through thy default) I thee did sommon
Into the court of stedfast loue, then cryed
As it was promist, here standes his harts bale:
And if in bondes to thee my loue be tyed:
Then by those bondes, take forfect of the sale.