46VNthrifty louelinesse why dost thou spend,

47Vpon thy selfe thy beauties legacy?

48Natures bequest giues nothing but doth lend,

49And being franck she lends to those are free:

50Then beautious nigard why doost thou abuse,

51The bountious largesse giuen thee to giue?

52Profitles vserer why doost thou vse

53So great a summe of summes yet can'st not liue?

54For hauing traffike with thy selfe alone,

55Thou of thy selfe thy sweet selfe dost deceaue,

56Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,

57What acceptable Audit can'st thou leaue?

58 Thy vnus'd beauty must be tomb'd with thee,

59Which vsed liues th'executor to be.

61THose howers that with gentle worke did frame,

62The louely gaze where euery eye doth dwell

63Will play the tirants to the very same,

64And that vnfaire which fairely doth excell:

65For neuer resting time leads Summer on,

66To hidious winter and confounds him there,

67Sap checkt with frost and lustie leau's quite gon.

68Beauty ore-snow'd and barenes euery where,

69Then were not summers distillation left

70A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glasse,

71Beauties effect with beauty were bereft,

72Nor it nor noe remembrance what it was.

73 But flowers distil'd though they with winter meete,

74Leese but their show, their substance still liues sweet.

76THen let not winters wragged hand deface,

77In thee thy summer ere thou be distil'd:

78Make sweet some viall;treasure thou some place,

79With beautits treasure ere it be selfe kil'd:

80That vse is not forbidden vsery,

81Which happies those that pay the willing lone;

82That's for thy selfe to breed an other thee,

83Or ten times happier be it ten for one,

84Ten times thy selfe were happier then thou art,

85If ten of thine ten times refigur'd thee,

86Then what could death doe if thou should'st depart,

87Leauing thee liuing in posterity?

88 Be not selfe-wild for thou art much too faire,

89To be deaths conquest and make wormes thine heire.