III.
But though great Love, greedy of such sad gain, Vsurpt the portion of thy pain, And from the nailes and spear 15 Turn'd the steel point of fear: Their vse is chang'd, not lost; and now they moue Not stings of wrath, but wounds of loue.
But though great Love, greedy of such sad gain, Vsurpt the portion of thy pain, And from the nailes and spear 15 Turn'd the steel point of fear: Their vse is chang'd, not lost; and now they moue Not stings of wrath, but wounds of loue.