Note 27 — BOOK I.
Rowland Smith translation
"I have done penance for contemning Love; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs: For in revenge of my contempt of Love, Love hath chac'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow." Shakspeare.