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So doth her face guard her; and so, for thee,
Which forc'd by businesse, absent oft must be,
She, whose face, like clouds, turnes the day to night,
Who, mightier thā the sea, makes Moors seem white,
Who, though seven years, she in the Stewes had laid,
A Nunnery durst receive, and thinke a maid,
And though in childbeds labour she did lie,
Midwifes would sweare, 'twere but a tympanie,
Whom, if she accuse her selfe, I credit lesse
Than witches, which impossibles confesse.
One like none, and lik'd of none, fittest were,
For, things in fashion every man will weare.
Eleg. III.
Change.
Although thy hand and faith, & good workes too,
Have seal'd thy love which nothing should undoe,
Yea though thou fall back, that, Apostasie
Confirme thy love; yet much, much I feare thee.
Women are like the Arts, forc'd unto none,
Open to'all searchers, unpriz'd, if unknowne.
If I have caught a bird, and let him flie,
Another Fouler using these meanes, as I,
May catch the same bird; and, as these things be,
Women are made for men, not him nor mee.
Foxes & goates; all beasts change when they please,
Shall women, more hot, wily, wild than these,

[CW: Bee]