Sir Thomas Wyatt's translation of n. 190
But as for me, helas, I may no more:
The wayne travaill hath weried me so sore,
I ame of theim that farthest cometh behinde;
Yet I by no meanes my weried mynde
Drawe from the Diere; but as she fleeth afore
Faynting I folowe; I leve of therefore,
Sithens in a nett I seke to hold the wynde,
Who list her hount I put him owte of dowbte,
As well as I may spend his tyme in vain:
And graven with Diamondes in letters plain
There is written her faier neck rounde abowte:
‘Noli me tangere for Cesars I ame,
And wylde for to hold though I seme tame.’
(Text from Tottel’s Miscellany, 1557)
I owe the transcription to Carlo Bajetta