Inqyred mayney men and wimmen too How coulde yt Bee that such an one had knew That in his Hart the Luve he therin found Would ever bloome, and neyvere be caste Doun?

Twas in the chorus of Sweete Naytures way, Ye moust now understande, I then did saye; For though heart's flame is known not Bye by the Wyse; Still doe the Cynders of it tear Thyne Eies.