LV.
[My heedelesse hart which Loue yet neuer knew]
The whole inuention of all this Passion is deducted out of Seraphine,
Sonnet 63. whose verses if you reade, you will iudge
this Authors imitatiō the more praiseworthy; these they are
Come alma assai bramosa & poco accorta
Che mai visto hauea amor se non depinto,
Disposi vn di oercar suo Laberinto,
Vedere el monstro, & tanta gente morta,
Ma quel fil dèragion che chi per scorta
Del qual fu tutto el ceco loco cinto
Subito, ahime, fu da lui rotto & vinto,
Talche mai piu trouar seppi la porta.
My
heedelesse hart which Loue yet neuer knew,
But as he was describ'd with Painters hand,
One day amongst the rest would needes goe view
The Labyrinth of Loue, with all his hand,
To see the Minotaure his ougly face,
And such as there lay slaine within the place
But soone my guiding thrid by Reason spunne,
Wherewith I past a long his darkesome caue,
Was broake (alas) by him, and ouerrunne,
And I perforce became his captiue slaue:
Since when as yet I neuer found the way
To leaue that maze, wherein so many stray.
Yet thou on whome, mine eyes haue gaz'd so longe
May'st, if thou wilt, play Ariadnaes part,
And by a second Thrid reuenge the wronge,
Which through deceit hath hurt my guiltlesse hart;
Uouchsafe in time to saue and set me free,
Which seeke and serue none other Saint but thee.
