Strengthen me that Divinity that enlightens The darknesse of my soule, strengthen this hand That it may write my challenge to the world Whom I defie; that I may on this paper

"I hate the day, because it lendeth light To see all things, and not my love to see; I hate the darknesse and the dreary night, Because they breed sad balefulnesse in mee; 410 I hate all times, because all times doo fly So fast away, and may not stayed bee, But as a speedie post that passeth by.

Thus with thy Genius did the Scæne expire, Wanting thy Active and inliv'ning fire, That now (to spread a darknesse over all,)