1761226But as the earth doth weepe the Sun being
set,
1227Each
flowre moi
stned like a melting eye:
1228Euen
so the maid with
swelling drops gan wet
1229Her circled eien infor
st, by
simpathie
1230Of tho
se faire Suns
set in her mi
stre
sse skie,
1231 Who in a
salt wau'd Ocean quench their light,
1232 Which makes the maid weep like the dewy night.
1771233A prettie while the
se prettie creatures
stand,
1234Like Iuorie conduits corall ce
sterns
filling:
1235One iu
stlie weepes, the other takes in hand
1236No cau
se, but companie of her drops
spilling.
1237Their gentle
sex to weepe are often willing,
1238 Greeuing them
selues to ge
sse at others
smarts,
1239 And thē they drown their eies, or break their harts.
1781240For men haue marble, women waxen mindes,
1241And therefore are they form'd as marble will,
1242The weake oppre
st, th'impre
ssion of
strange kindes
1243Is form'd in them by force, by fraud, or skill.
1244Then call them not the Authors of their ill,
1245 No more then waxe
shall be accounted euill,
1246 Wherein is
stampt the
semblance of a Deuill.
1791247Their
smoothne
sse; like a goodly champaine plaine,
1248Laies open all the little wormes that creepe,
1249In men as in a rough-growne groue remaine.
1250Caue-keeping euils that ob
scurely
sleepe.
1251Through chri
stall wals ech little mote will peepe,
1252 Though mē cā couer crimes with bold
stern looks,
1253 Poore womens faces are their owne faults books.
1801254No man inueigh again
st the withered
flowre,
1255But chide rough winter that the
flowre hath kild,
1256Not that deuour'd, but that which doth deuour
1257Is worthie blame, ô let it not be hild
1258Poore womens faults, that they are
so ful
fild
1259 With mens abu
ses, tho
se proud Lords to blame,
1260 Make weak-made womē tenants to their
shame.