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ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES & SONG-BOOKS

BY UNNAMED OR UNCERTAIN AUTHORS

yj. A Traise of Hh Lady

/^ IVE place, you ladies, and begone ! ^-*' Boast not yourselves at all ! For here at hand approacheth one Whose face will stain you all.

The virtue of her lively looks

Excels the precious stone ; I wish to have none other books

To read or look upon.

In each of her two crystal eyes

Smileth a naked boy ; It would you all in heart suffice

To see that lamp of joy.

I think Nature hath lost the mould

Where she her shape did take; Or else I doubt if Nature could

So fair a creature make.

She may be well compared

Unto the Phoenix kind, Whose like was never seen or heard,

That any man can find. 8*

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