here will I endart mine eye Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fire; And these who, often drown’d, could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars. One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne’er saw her match since first the world at no cost and with unattainted eye, Compare her face with some great kinsman’s bone, As with a tailor for wearing his new shoes with an envious worm Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the terms of this fatal brawl.