'Gaynst such strong castles needeth greater might Then those small forts which ye were wont belay**: Such haughty mynds, enur'd to hardy fight, Disdayne to yield unto the first assay.

So hard those heavenly beauties be enfyred, As things divine least passions doe impresse; 170 The more of stedfast mynds to be admyred, The more they stayed be on stedfastnesse; But baseborne minds such lamps regard the lesse, Which at first blowing take not hastie fyre; Such fancies feele no love, but loose desyre.

The fear whereof, O how doth it torment His troubled mynd with more then hellish paine!