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If ever either wrought in yow alone, Or Principally, then Religion Wrought your ends, and your waies discreation. Goe thither still; goe the same waie yow went. Who so would change, do couett, or repent; Neither can reach you, Greate, and Innocent.| Madam Yow haue refind mee; and to worthiest thinges Vertue, Art, Beautie, Fortune now I see., Rarenes, or vse, not Nature Value bringes And such as they are circumstancd they bee Two ills can never perplexe vs, Sinne to excuse But of two good thinges, wee may leaue and chuse. Therfore att court, which is not vertues clime, Where a transendent height (as lownes mee) Makes her nott bee, or nott show, All my Rime Your vertues chalenge, which there rarest bee. For as darke Textes neede Notes, there Some mvst bee To vsher Vertue, and saie; This is shee. So in the Countrie is bewty. To this place Yow are the Season, Madam, yow the Daie Tis but a graue of Spices, till your face Awake them, and a thick close bud displaie. [CW: Widdowd] |
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