Chapter 2 of 15 · 64 words · ~1 min read

II.

O no! O no! trial only shows The bitter juice of forsaken woes; Where former bliss, present evils do stain; Nay, former bliss adds to present pain, While remembrance doth both states contain. Come, learners, then to me, the model of mishap, Ingulphéd in despair, slid down from Fortune’s lap; And, as you like my double lot, Tread in my steps, or follow not.