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There was I subiect to this foule abuse;
Troubled with many thoughts pacing along,
It was my chance to shoulder in a throng,
Thrust to the Channel I was, but crowding her,
I spide Pyander in a Nymphes attire:
No Nymph more faire, then did Pyander seeme,
Had not Pyander, then Pyander beene,
No Lady with a fairer face more graced,
But that Pyanders selfe, himselfe defaced.
Neuer was boy so pleasing to the hart,
As was Pyander for a womans part:
Neuer did woman foster such an other,
As was Pyander, but Pyanders mother:
Foole that I was in my affection,
More happie I, had it beene a vision.
So far entangled was my soule by loue,
That force perforce, I must Pyander proue:
The issue of which proofe did testifie,
Ingling Pyanders damned villanie.
I loued indeed, and to my mickle cost,