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017.00G.0HE  %XE%9legie%0. II. 
017.00G.001  M%+Arry, and love thy %1Flavia%2, for, shee
017.00G.002  Hath all things, whereby others beateous be;
017.00G.003  For, though her eyes be small, her mouth is great,
017.00G.004  Though theirs be Ivory, yet her teeth be jeat,
017.00G.005  Though they be dimm, yet she is light enough,
017.00G.006  And though her harsh hair's foul, her skin is rough;
017.00G.007  What though her cheeks be yallow, her hair's red,
017.00G.008  Give her thine, and she hath a Maidenhead.
017.00G.009  These things are beauties elements, where these
017.00G.010  Meet in one, that one must, as perfect, please.
017.00G.011  If red and white, and each good quality
017.00G.012  Be in thy wench, ne'r ask where it doth lie.
017.00G.013  In buying things perfum'd, we ask, if there
017.00G.014  Be musk and amber in it, but not where.
017.00G.015  Though all her parts be not in th'usual place,
017.00G.016  She hath yet the Anagrams of a good face.
017.00G.017  If we might put the letters but one way,
017.00G.018  In that lean dearth of words what could we say?
017.00G.019  When by the Gamuth some Musitians make
017.00G.020  A perfect song; others will undertake, [CW: By]
017.00G.021  By the same Gamuth chang'd, to equal it. [p.67]
017.00G.022  Things simply good, can never be unfit;
017.00G.023  Shee's fair as any, if all be like her,
017.00G.024  And if none be, then she is singular.
017.00G.025  All love is wonder; if we justly doe
017.00G.026  Account her wonderful, why not lovely too?
017.00G.027  Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies,
017.00G.028  Chuse this face, chang'd by no deformities.
017.00G.029  Women are all like Angels; the fair be
017.00G.030  Like those which fell to worse: but such as she,
017.00G.031  Like to good Angells nothing can impair:
017.00G.032  'Tis less grief to be foul, then to have been fair.
017.00G.033  For one nights revels, silk and gold we chuse,
017.00G.034  But, in long journeys, cloth, and leather use.
017.00G.035  Beauty is barren oft; best husbands say,
017.00G.036  There is best land, where there is foulest way.
017.00G.037  Oh what a soveraign plaister will she be,
017.00G.038  If thy past sins have taught thee jealousie!
017.00G.039  Here needs no spies, nor eunuchs, her commit
017.00G.040  Safe to thy foes, yea, to a Marmosit.
017.00G.041  Like Belgia's cities when the Country is drown'd,
017.00G.042  That durty foulness guards and armes the towns;
017.00G.043  So doth her face guard her; and so, for thee,
017.00G.044  Which forc'd by business, absent oft must be,
017.00G.045  She, whose face, like clouds, turns the day to night,
017.00G.046  Who, mightier than the sea, makes Moors seem white;
017.00G.047  Who, though seven years, she in the Stews had laid,
017.00G.048  A Nunnery durst receive, and think a Maid,
017.00G.049  And though in childbirths labour she did lie,
017.00G.050  Midwives would swear, 'twere but a tympany,
017.00G.051  Whom, if she accuse her self, I credit less
017.00G.052  Than witches, which impossibles confess.
017.00G.053  Whom Dildoes, Bedstaves, or a velvet Glass
017.00G.054  Would be as loath to touch as Joseph was. [CW: One]
017.00G.055  One like none, and lik'd of none, fittest were, [p.68]
017.00G.056  For, things in fashion every man will wear.
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