[XXVII. Like the rash and giddie giddie Flie]
Like the rash and giddie giddie Flie
Like the rash and giddie giddie Flie, fluttering abour her eyes I
dye, fluttering about her eyes I dye, yet differs this, shee burnes away, she
burnes away, only by night by night I night and day, shee burnes,
only when she brings, she burns, bring neere vnto the flame her wings, but my Sunburnes
euerie euerie where, euerie where at home. And neere shee
knowes not that the fire consumes, consumes but I, foresee my death foresee foresee
my death, foresee my death, and like, and like a desperat dye.