Ii

Fair grace of graces, muse of muses all, Thou Paradise, thou only heaven I know! What influence hath bred my hateful woe, That I from thee and them am forced to fall? Thou falled from me, from thee I never shall, Although my fortunes thou hast brought so low; Yet shall my faith and service with thee go, For live I do, on heaven and thee to call. Banish'd all grace, no graces with me dwell; Compelled to muse, my muses from me fly; Excluded heaven, what can remain but hell? Exiled from paradise, in hate I lie, Cursing my stars; albeit I find it true, I lost all these when I lost love and you.