Since you love him, here To heaven and you I give my interest up And would I could as well commaund his heart As he might mine, beleive me you should then Affect you with as true and deare a zeale As ever I did him: I should be happie In making you soe.

There must thou fashion eke a godly zeale, Such as no carpers may contrayre reveale:

Something I know That I could wish I nere had understood, Which yet if I should speake, as the respect And duty that I owe my Cuntry binds me, It wilbe thought 'tis rather privat spleene Then pious zeale.