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This vertue thinkinge to giue dignitie To your soule founde there no infermitie For your Soule was as good vertue as shee Shee hath theirfore wrought vppon that part of yow (Which is scarce lesse then Soule) as shee could doe And soe hath made your bewtye vertue too Hence comes it that your beautie wounds not harts As others with profane, and sensuall darts But as an influence vertuous thoughts imparts But if such freindes by the honor of your sight Growe capable of this soe great a light As to partake your virtues and their might What mvst I thinke that Influence mvst doe Where it findes Simpathie and matter too Ver=tue, and beautie of the same stuffe as yow? Which is your noble worthye Sister, shee Of whome, if what in this my extasie And reuelation of yow both I see I should write her as in shorte Galleries The Master at the end large Glasses ties Soe to present the roome twice to our eyes. |
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