A complementall Letter to some brave and noble Lady, a Gentleman being desirous to ex∣presse the height of Fancy. EPIST. 5.
Divine Lady,
SInce the Paphian Deitie hath been pleased to permit me to have a sight of your excellent self, (indeed the true Ʋenus and the Goddesse of all per∣fection) she must be contented, if I (for the future) offer up my Orisons only on the Altar of your beau¦ty, neglecting her counterfeit supremacy. I was never till now a diligent Devoto, but have done homage to Cupid onely at odde howers, oft-times with re∣luctancy, ever with lubricitie; but having made an infallible survey of your heavenly worth and celesti∣all claritie,
He must be wilder then woods whom you Cannot melt down with your admired hew, Which tames Birds, Plants, & Beasts, which grase & feed More then ere Orpheus with his Musick did. Your Golden tresses pure Ambrosian Fairer then all the twists Arachne span, Shine far more bright then Phoebus glistering raies By all mens judgments meriting more praise.