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I'm brought to punishment direct,
pale ⟨death⟩ draws ⟨near⟩ to me!
This end I never did project,
to hang upon a tree!
To hang upon a tree, a tree!
that curs'd, unhappy death!
Like to a wolf to worried be,
and choaked in the breath.
My very heart would surely break,
when this I think upon,
⟨Did not⟩ my courage singular,
bid pensive thoughts begone.
No man ⟨on⟩ earth that draweth breath,
more courage had than I;
I dar'd my foes unto their face,
and would not from them fly:
This grandeur stout, I did keep out,
like Hector, manfullie:
Then wonder one like me, so stout,
should hang upon a tree!
Th' Egyptian band I did command,
with courage more by far,
Than ever did a general
his soldiers in the war.
