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Who lives below, and feeleth not the strokes, Which often times on highest towers do fallen, Nor blustering winds, wherewith the strongest oaks Are rend and torn, his life is surste of all: For he may sco e Fortune, that hath no power On him, that is well pleased with his estate: He seeks not her sweets, nor fears her Sour, But lives contented in his quiet rate, And marking how these worldly things do wade, Rejoices to himself, and laughs to see The folly of men, that in their wits have made, Fortune a goddess, placed in the sky. Rare are those virtues now in women's mind, Where shall we seek such jewels passing strange? Scarce can you now among a thousand find One woman steadfast: all delight in change. Mark but this princess that lamented here, Of late so soar her noble husbands death, And thought to live alone without a pheare, Behold how soon she changed hath that breath. I think those Ladies that have lived to before, A mirror and a glass to women kind, By those their virtues they did set such store, That unto us they none bequeathed behind. Else in so many years we might have seen As virtuous as e er they have been. Who yields unto him his captive heart, Ere he resist, and holds his open breast Withouten war to take his bloody dart, Let him not think to shake off when him list His heavy yoke. "Resist his first assault, "Weak is his bow, his quenched brand is cold, "Cupid is but a child, and cannot daunt "The mind that bears him, or his virtues bold. But he gives poison so to drink in gold. And hideth under pleasant baits his hook, But you beware, it will be hard to hold Your greedy minds, but if you wisely look What sly snake lurks under those flowers gay, But you mistrust some cloudy smokes, and fear A stormy shower after so fair a day. You may repent, and buy your pleasure deer, For seldom times is Cupid wont to send "Unto anidle love a joyful end. Desire not of thy Sovereign the thing Whereof shame may ensue by any mean: Nor wish thou ought that may dishonour bring. So whilom did the learned Tuscan serve His fair Lady: and glory was their end. Such are the praises Lovers done deserve, Whose service does to virtue and honour tend. If of the living yet the dead have care. His force.
Plot summary
Plot — Tancred and Gismund (Gismond of Salerne)
Irked at the disdain now shown for his name, @iajpit! plans a demonstration of his power by making the recently widowed @ismi@md fall in love. Mamered comforts Gismond, promising that he can be both father and husband to her. Gismond feels the need to make the most of her youth, and confides in [GEBGe her wish to marry again. Lucrece broaches the matter with Tancred, but, seeing her as the only comfort of his old age, he is reluctant to give his consent. Cupid inflames Gismond with lust for Guishard. She sends him a letter inside a hollow cane, which tells him a secret route to her bedroom: it is built above a cave accessible from outside the palace. Meanwhile, MGgaeFA, sent by RIG in response to a petition from Gismond’s dead husband, inflames Tancred with anger. He enters her bedroom to find it empty, then sees her and Guishard emerging from under the floor, and remains in hiding there while they have sex. Afterwards he has Guishard arrested as he emerges from the cave, imprisoned in a dungeon, and strangled. Guishard’s heart is cut out and sent to Gismond in a golden cup. She takes poison and asks to be buried in the same grave as Guishard. Tancred grieves for the loss of his daughter and resolves to kill himself.