[20 Farewell]
Farewell, For to thy boyes play I gaue all my youth
Farewell, For to thy boyes play I gaue all my youth, I gaue all my youth,
Princes thoughts obseruing the child of paine and anguish, a chiefe
deseruing, I in thy wanton visions ioyed to languish to languish
I in thy wanton visions ioyed to languish. I bowed not thy Image for succession,
Nor bound my bow to shoote reformed kindnesse, thy playes of hope and feare
neere my confession the spectacles of my life, was thy blindnesse, the spectacles
to my life was thy blindnesse. But Cupid now farewell, farewell, I will goe
play mee with thoughts, that please mee lesse and lesse betray mee. But.