So fares it with this faultful lord of Rome, (716)
Who this accomplishment so hotly chased; (717)
For now against himself he sounds this doom, (718)
That through the length of times he stands disgraced: (719)
Besides, his soul's fair temple is defaced; 719
To whose weak ruins muster troops of cares, (721)
To ask the spotted princess how she fares.