Hard fortun doth haunt me, by nature estranged
From male into female, I often am chaunged.
And where as before I liud well contented,
With prickings and punchings I now am tormented:
Now, more to accomplish their greedy desire,
They cruelly heate mee, and scortch me with fire.
Though badly they vse mee, so milde am I still:
That I yeelde them life that thus doe mee kill.