Synopsis

Fair grace of graces, muse of muses all, Thou paradise, thou only heaven I know, What influence hath bred my hateful woe, That I from thee and them am forced to fall? Thou fall'n from me, from thee I never shall; Although my fortunes thou hast brought so low, Yet shall my faith and service with thee go, For live I do on heaven and thee to call. Banished all grace, no graces with me dwell; Compelled to muse, my muses from me fly; Excluded heaven, what can remain but hell? Exiled from paradise, in hate I lie Cursing my stars; albeit I find it true, I lost all these when I lost love and you.