Sings Ovid and Dante
Amor ch'en cor gentil ratto s'apprende.
Now black is the noblest Colour, be∣cause 'tis the most ancient
Tenebrae super universam terram,
and be∣cause it preserves the sight; and because also it contains, or comprehends all o∣ther Colours in it, therefore as the most noble, it is the most proper for a Lovers face.
The Lover is dead, as 'twere, hear Plaut.
Ubi sum, ibi non sum, ubi non sum, ibi est animus.
The amorous poyson issuing from a fair womans Eyes, deprives the lover of his life, and would not we have that lovers complexion black, that is thus killed by poyson? Should not the signes of his death be imprinted on his face.
Again, Love is an amorous feaver, which corrupting the noblest blood, cau∣ses his death. Therefore he that loves, dying through the infection of that pe∣stilential feaver, cannot properly have any other colour on his face but Black.
The lover is oblig'd to improve his Ladies honor, but what greater honor,