To enter here—nay, if he do,
I hope two swords may riddle through
My heart and belly. By my head,
My doting folly ’twas that sped
The Lover, but I’ll yet redress
By your good help my slothfulness.
Danger is roused
Never again will I relax
My watchful care, but daily wax3920
More strict, and should a gallant come
Herein, he’ll wish himself at Rome.
By heaven, and earth, and hell, I swear
That never more while time doth wear
Shall ye find cause to say that I
Have played the watch-dog drowsily.”
The Lover.
A bound brought Danger to his feet.
As though prepared forthwith to meet
The world in arms. He seized his club,
And marched around with great hubbub,3930
Seeking if he perchance could spy
Some secret hole or gap, whereby
Strange steps might enter.
Thus alas!
By evil hap it came to pass
That Danger, who of late was good
On my behalf, now ready stood
To wreck my life, and I no more
Might have my will as heretofore.
Fair-Welcome have I lost! and oh!
What shivering horror seems to go3940
Through all my frame, awaked to fear
Lest ne’er again my lips come near
