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PASSION. XXV. (Book 25)
HECTOR in time did scoure the greekish hoast,
And made them flee like Bees vnto the hiue,
Yet in the end his valiant minde did co•…•…t,
The price of life, when rashly he did str•…•…ue.
Against such power, that rather time would yeilde;
Then force should want to vanquish him in fielde.
Braue HERCVLES whome CERBRVS might not tame,
Could not withstand the dart of destinie,
And rash attempts to gaine a worthy name,
Bringes loftie mindes to woefull miserie;
Ou'r-weening thought of a self-willed minde,
Hath made me loose, what more I cannot finde.
Braue man, braue minde, and fitte to feare the foe,
But wordes or deedes, with fate can not preuaile,
Pittie it were, life should be prised so,
For passed deedes, wordes cannot nowe auaile:
So it befell, so destinie assign'd,
They went before, and we must come behinde.
Againe I call where ayde I hope to haue,
To you I call that may my call commaunde,
Come tune your trebled notes of care I craue,
And sooth the humor of a fonde demaunde:
Yf you doe salue with comfort mine annoy,
The prayse is yours, though I the ease enioy.