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        Thou ravisher�察�thou traitor�察�thou false thief��

        Thy honey turns to gall�察�thy joy to grief��



      'Thy secret pleasure turns to open shame��

      Thy private feasting to a public fast��

      Thy smoothing titles to a ragged name��

      Thy sugared tongue to bitter wormwood taste��

      Thy violent vanities can never last��

        How comes it then�察�vile Opportunity��

        Being so bad�察�such numbers seek for thee��



      'When wilt thou be the humble suppliant's friend��

      And bring him where his suit may be obtained��

      When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end��

      Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chained��

      Give physic to the sick�察�ease to the pained��

        The poor�察�lame�察�blind�察�halt�察�creep�察�cry out for thee��

        But they ne'er meet with Opportunity。



      'The patient dies while the physician sleeps��

      The orphan pines while the oppressor feeds��

      Justice is feasting while the widow weeps��

      Advice is sporting while infection breeds��

      Thou grant'st no time for charitable deeds��

        Wrath�察�envy�察�treason�察�rape�察�and murder's rages��

        Thy heinous hours wait on them as their pages。



      'When Truth and Virtue have to do with thee��

      A thousand crosses keep them from thy aid��

      They buy thy help�察�but Sin ne'er gives a fee��

      He gratis comes�察�and thou art well appaid

      As well to hear as grant what he hath said。

        My Collatine would else have come to me

        When Tarquin did�察�but he was stayed by thee。



      'Guilty thou art of murder and of theft��

      Guilty of perjury and subornation��

      Guilty of treason�察�forgery and shift��

      Guilty of incest�察�that abomination��

      An accessary by thine inclination

        To all sins past and all that are to come��

        From the creation to the general doom。



      'Misshapen Time�察�copesmate of ugly Night��

      Swift subtle post�察�carrier of grisly care��

      Eater of youth�察�false slave to false delight��

      Base watch of woes�察�sin's pack´horse�察�virtue's snare��

      Thou nursest all and murd'rest all that are。

        O�察�hear me then�察�injurious�察�shifting Time��

        Be guilty of my death�察�since of my crime。



      'Why hath thy servant Opportunity

      Betrayed the hours thou gavest me to repose��

      Cancelled my fortunes and enchained me

      To endless date of never´ending woes��

      Time's office is to fine the hate of foes��

        To eat up errors by opinion bred��

        Not spend the dowry of a lawful bed。



      'Time's glory is to calm contending kings��

      To unmask falsehood and bring truth to light��

      To stamp the seal of time in aged things��

      To wake the morn and sentinel the night��

      To wrong the wronger till he render right��

        To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours

        And smear with dust their glitt'ring golden towers��



      'To fill with worm´holes stately monuments��

      To feed oblivion with decay of things��

      To blot old books and alter their contents��

      To pluck the quills from ancient ravens' wings��

      To dry the old oak's sap and cherish springs��

        To spoil antiquities of hammered steel

        And turn the giddy round of Fortune's wheel��



      'To show the beldam daughters of her daughter��

      To make the child a man�察�the man a child��

      To slay the tiger that doth live by slaughter��

      To tame the unicorn and lion wild��

      To mock the subtle in themselves beguiled��

        To cheer the ploughman with increased crops��

        And waste huge stones with little water´drops。



      'Why work'st thou mischief in thy pilgrimage��

      Unless thou couldst return to make amends��

      One poor retiring minute in an age

      Would purchase thee a thousand thousand friends��

      Lending him wit that to bad debtors lends。

        O�察�this dread night�察�wouldst thou one hour come back��

        I could prevent this storm and shun thy wrack��



      'Thou ceaseless lackey to eternity��

      With some mischance cross Tarquin in his flight��

      Devise extremes beyond extremity��

      To make him curse this cursed crimeful night��

      Let ghastly shadows his lewd eyes affright��

        And the dire thought of his committed evil

        Shape every bush a hideous shapeless devil。



      'Disturb his hours of rest with restless trances��

      Afflict him in his bed with bedrid groans��

      Let there bechance him pitiful mischances��

      To make him moan�察�but pity not his moans。

      Stone him with hard'ned hearts�察�harder than stones��

        And let mild�察�women to him lose their mildness��

        Wilder to him than tigers in their wildness。



      'Let him have time to tear his curled hair��

      Let him have time against himself to rave��

      Let him have time of time's help to despair��

      Let him have time to live a loathed slave��

      Let him have time a beggar's orts to crave��

        And time to see one that by alms doth live

        Disdain to him disdained scraps to give。



      'Let him have time to see his friends his foes��

      And merry fools to mock at him resort��

      Let him have time to mark how slow time goes

      In time of sorrow�察�and how swift and short

      His time of folly and his time of sport��

        And ever let his unrecalling crime

        Have time to wail th' abusing of his time。



      'O Time�察�thou tutor both to good and bad��

      Teach me to curse him that thou taught'st this ill��

      At his own shadow let the thief run mad��

      Himself himself seek every hour to kill��

      Such wretched hands such ´wretched blood should spill��

        For who so base would such an office have

        As sland'rous deathsman to so base a slave��



      'The baser is he�察�coming from a king��

      To shame his hope with deeds degenerate。

      The mightier man�察�the mightier is the thing

      That makes him honoured or begets him hate��

      For greatest scandal waits on greatest state。

        The moon being clouded presently is missed��

        But little stars may hide them when they list。



      'The crow may bathe his coal´black wings in mire

      And unperceived fly with the filth away��

      But if the like the snow´white swan desire��

      The stain upon his silver down will stay。

      Poor grooms are sightless night�察�kings glorious day。

        Gnats are unnoted wheresoe'er they fly��

        But eagles gazed upon with every eye。



      'Out�察�idle words�察�servants to shallow fools��

      Unprofitable sounds�察�weak arbitrators��

      Busy yourselves in skill´contending schools��

      Debate where leisure serves with dull debaters��

      To trembling clients be you mediators。

        For me�察�I force not argument a straw��

        Since that my case is past the help of law。



      'In vain I rail at Opportunity��

      At Time�察�at Tarquin�察�and uncheerful Night��

      In vain I cavil with mine infamy��

      In vain I spurn at my confirmed despite��

      This helpless smoke of words doth me no right。

        The remedy indeed to do me good

        Is to let forth my foul´defiled blood。



      'Poor hand�察�why quiver'st thou at this decree��

      Honour thyself to rid me of this shame��

      For if I die�察�my honour lives in thee��

      But if I live�察�thou livest in my defame。

      Since thou couldst not defend thy loyal dame

        And wast afeard to scratch her wicked foe��

        Kill both thyself and her for yielding so。'



      This said�察�from her betumbled couch she starteth��

      To find some desp'rate instrument of death。

      But this no slaughterhouse no tool imparteth

      To make more vent for passage of her breath��

      Which�察�thronging through her lips�察�so vanisheth

        As smoke from Etna that in air consumes��

        Or that which from discharged cannon fumes。



      'In vain��' quoth she�察�'I live�察�and seek in vain

      Some happy mean to end a hapless life。

      I feared by Tarquin's falchion to be slain��

      Yet for the selfsame purpose seek a knife��

      But when I feared I was a loyal wife��

        So am I now´O no�察�that cannot be��

        Of that true type hath Tarquin rifled me。



      'O�察�that is gone for which I sought to live��

      And therefore now I need not fear to die。

      To clear this spot by death�察�at least I give

      A badge of fame to slander's livery��

      A dying life to living infamy。

        Poor helpless help�察�the treasure stol'n away��

        To burn the guiltless casket where it lay��



      'Well�察�well�察�dear Collatine�察�thou shalt not know

      The stained taste of violated troth��

      I will not wrong thy true affection so��

      To flatter thee with an infringed oath��

      This bastard graff shall never come to growth��

        He shall not boast who did thy stock pollute

        That thou art doting father of his fruit。



      'Nor shall he smile at thee in secret thought��

      Nor laugh with his companions at thy state��

      But thou shalt know thy int'rest was not bought

      Basely with gold�察�but stol'n from forth thy gate。

      For me�察�I am the mistress of my fate��

        And with my trespass never will dispense��

        Till life to death acquit my forced offence。



      'I will not poison thee with my attaint��

      Nor fold my fault in cleanly´coined excuses��

      My sable ground of sin I will not paint

      To hide the truth of this false night's abuses。

      My tongue shall utter all�察�mine eyes�察�like sluices��

        As from a mountain´spring that feeds a dale��

        Shall gush pure streams to purge my impure tale。'



      By this�察�lamenting Philomel had ended

      The well´tuned warble of her nightly sorrow��

      And solemn night with slow sad gait d
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