Nature of winter learneth nigardize
    Who, as he ouer-beares the streame with ice
  That man nor beaste maie of their pleasance taste,
    So shutts she up hir conduit all in haste, 228

  And will not let hir Nectar ouer-flowe,
    Least mortall man immortall ioyes should knowe. 
  Adieu! unconstant loue, to thy disporte
    Adieu! false mirth, and melodie too short; 232

  Adieu! faint-hearted instrument of lust;
    That falselie hath betrayde our equale trust. 
  Hence-forth no more will I implore thine ayde,
    Or thee, or man of cowardize upbrayde. 236

  My little dilldo shall suply their kinde: 
    A knaue, that moues as light as leaues by winde;
  That bendeth not, nor fouldeth anie deale,
    But stands as stiff as he were made of steele; 240

  And playes at peacock twixt my leggs right blythe,
    And doeth my tickling swage with manie a sighe. 
  For, by saint Runnion! he’le refresh me well;
    And neuer make my tender bellie swell. 244

  Poore Priapus! whose triumph now must falle,
    Except thou thrust this weakeling to the walle. 
  Behould! how he usurps, in bed and bowre
    And undermines thy kingdom euerie howre; 248

  How slye he creepes betwixt the barke and tree,
    And sucks the sap, whilst sleepe detaineth thee. 
  He is my Mistris page at euerie stound,
    And soone will tent a deepe intrenched wound. 252

  He wayte’s on Courtlie Nimphs that be so coye,
    And bids them skorne the blynd-alluring boye. 
  He giues yong guirls their gamesome sustenance,
    And euerie gaping mouth his full sufficeance. 256

  He fortifies disdaine with forraine artes,
    And wanton-chaste deludes all loving hartes. 
  If anie wight a cruell mistris serue’s,
    Or, in dispaire, (unhappie) pines and staru’s, 260

  Curse Eunuke dilldo, senceless counterfet
    Who sooth maie fill, but never can begett. 
  But, if revenge enraged with dispaire,
    That such a dwarf his wellfare should empaire, 264

  Would faine this womans secretarie knowe,
    Lett him attend the markes that I shall showe: 
  He is a youth almost two handfulls highe,
    Streight, round, and plumb, yett hauing but one eye, 268

  Wherein the rhewme so feruentlie doeth raigne,
    That Stigian gulph maie scarce his teares containe;
  Attired in white veluet, or in silk,
    And nourisht with whott water, or with milk, 272

  Arm’d otherwhile in thick congealed glasse,
    When he, more glib, to hell be lowe would passe. 
  Vpon a charriot of five wheeles he rydes,
    The which an arme strong driuer stedfast guides, 276