[VI. At sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying]
At sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying
At sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at soūd of
hir sweet voice & words betraying, my hope auanc'd,
that faire desire had founded, but as braue Thebes was built by harps sweet
playing, but as braue Thebes was built by harps sweet playing, & fell by sound of
warlike trūpet, of warlike trump confounded, so that dispightful tongue
with rage enflamed, sounding th'alarme, sounding th'alarme vnto
my hart amazed, left not one rampire, to the ground vn, left not one rampire
to the ground vnrazed.
