Endented with dyamondes / and mayn turkyes The wyndowes hystoried / with many noble kynges The pyllers Iasper / dyuersed with asure By pendaunt penacles / of many noble rynges The pauement calcedony / beynge fayre and sure The aras golde / with the story pure Of the syche of thebes / with actes auenturous Of ryght noble knyghtes / hardy and chyualrous Than sayd this lady / I must now go hence Passe ye tyme here / accordynge to your lykynge It maye fortune / your lady of excellence Wyll passe her tyme here / soone by walkynge Than maye she se / your dolefull mournynge And fare ye well / I maye no lenger tary Marke well my lesson / and from it do not vary A.vi. Whan she was gone / the temple all alonge I went my selfe / with syghtes grete and feruent Alas I sayd / with inwarde paynes stronge My herte doth blede / now all to torne and rent