Pleasant dialogues and dramma's, selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. With sundry emblems extracted from the most elegant Iacobus Catsius. As also certaine elegies, epitaphs, and epithalamions or nuptiall songs; anagrams and acrosticks; with divers speeches (upon severall occasions) spoken to their most excellent Majesties, King Charles, and Queene Mary. With other fancies translated from Beza, Bucanan, and sundry Italian poets. By Thomas Heywood

Cheekes oft painted, are soone tainted.

An.

A grave man supping with my Father said, (What in my brest, I ever since have laid) Then Peach trees (when they flower) nothing more faire, And none more sordid when their bowes are bare. That wife growes often loathsome by neglect, Who (yet a Maid) her selfe too nicely deckt. How comes this too much liberty of dresse? When a whole day is spent in't (and no lesse)

Too curious trimming maides hath oft mis-led, Nor did it ever suite the marriage bed. It oft falls out, such as most leasure find, To paint their cheekes, their husbands do not mind: But from all ages, this a maxime was, None loves her distaffe, who admires her glasse.

Let not thy habit be too rich nor too base, make it neither for admiration, nor contempt; their ornament is cald womanly neatnesse, by which is meant modest hand∣somnesse, free from curiosity or cost: and Vives in the same place proceeds thus: in thy garments it is injoyned thee that they be not over nise or precious, but without spot or staine. For I cannot imagine how much the purity of the mind rejoyceth at the matronlike neatnesse of the body.