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louely Ladie, whose Angelique eyes

Are Vestall Candles of sweet Beauties Treasure,

Whose speech is able to inchaunt the wise,

Converting Ioy to Paine, and Paine to Pleasure;

Accept this simple Toy of my Soules Dutie,

Which I present vnto thy matchles Beautie.

And albeit the gift be all too meane,

Too meane an offring for thine ivorie shrine;

Yet must thy Beautie my iust blame susteane,

Since it is mortall, but thy selfe diuine.

Then (Noble Ladie) take in gentle worth

This new-borne Babe which here my Muse brings forth.