The fiery Coales, that in the silent night

THE fiery Coales, that in the silent night,
(When vaile of darknes, all had overspred)
With glowing heate, about did giue their light,
Since glorious PHOEBVS hath discovered
Doe loose foorthwith their splendor, at his sight:
And of themselues, doe fall to Cinders quite.

So traiterous proiectes, while they lie obscure,
They closely feede the plotter, with their light,
Who thinkes within, he hath the matter sure,
Not dreaming how, the Truth that shineth bright;
Will soone reveale the secret of his thought;
And bring his ripest practises to nought.