IV. Pardoned of every wicked fact was he

Robert Tofte (1561–1620)

PARDONED of every wicked fact was he,

To HEBE’s Temple that, with prayers, came:

And, of such grace in sign, his bonds, as free,

He left hung up on high within the same.

I, Lady, errèd have; and humbly come

To thee, who art the Temple fair of Love:

Off’ring to thee my prayers, all and some,

To free me from my faults, thy heart let move!

In token of which gift, with thee I’ll leave

My jealous thoughts; wherewith I did thee grieve.