First shal the sunne be seene without his flame,The wintred mountaines without frost or ice,Leaues on the stones ere I content one yeare.This written in an amorous and more pausible vaine (as that which most pleased the Ladies) and was not of least worth, I haue set downe last.O curious Gem how I enuie each while,To see thee play vpon my Ladies paps,And heare those Orbes where Cupid layes his trapsFrom whence a gratious Aprill still doth smile.And now thou plaist thee in that Garden gentill,Twixt golden fruite and neere her heart receiuestThy rest, and all her secret thoughts conceiuestVnder a vaile faire, white, diuine, and subtill.Ye gentle pearles where ere did nature make you?Or whether in Indian shoares you found your mould▪Or in those lands where spices serue for fuell:Oh if I might from ou your essence take you,And turne my selfe to shape what ere I would,How gladly would I be my Ladies Iewell?Many such like were deuised by Minecius, and allowed by Philenia, thorow which, Loue, that had newe vurgend his wings, began to flie, and being shut in close embers, brake out to open fire: so that like the Alcatras that scenteth farre, Philenia consented to yeeld him faou who sought it, know∣ing that his wit like the rose being more sweet in the bud then in the floure would best fier and (as the harb Epheme∣rus that hath in his spring a sweete and purple floure, but bee∣ing of tenne dayes growth conceiueth nothing of beauty, but is replenished with barrennesse, so course of time woulde change him▪ she made choise of him, since in that estate of life wherein he then liued, was fashioned to all pleasures and dis∣furnished 0