ZANTHIA

With this motto under your girdle You had been undone if you had not been undone humblest service. alas fair Princes, those that are strongly formed And truly shaped may naked walk, but we We things called women, only made for show And pleasure, created to bear children And play at shuttle-coke, we imperfect mixtures without respective ceremony used And ever compliment, alas what are we? Take from us formal custom and the courtesies Which civil fashion hath still used to us We fallen to all contempt, Oh women how much How much are you beholding to Ceremony, Ti's wonder Madam you tread not awry. You go very high. Fair fallen you Lady, so, admit admit. You may do much. I am your creature. Nay in haight of best. I feared a superstitious virtue would spoil all, But now I find you above Women rare, She that can time her goodness hath true care Of his best good. Nature at home begins She whose integrity her self hurts sins. For Massinissa, he was good and so, But he is dead, or worse, distressed, or more Then dead, or much distressed, Oh sad, poor Who ever held such friends: no let him go Such faith is praised, then laughed at, for still know, Those are the living Women that reduce, All that they touch unto their ease and use. Knowing that wedlock, virtue or good names, Are courses and varieties of reason To use or leave as they advantage them And absolute within themselves reposed, Only to Greatness Open, to all else closed. Weak sanguine fools, are to their own good nice Before I held you virtuous but now wise. I true Madam: nay think of his great mind His most joust heart his all of excellence And such a virtue as the Gods might envy Again this Syphax is but —and you know. Fame lost what can be God thats good: for: My service. But yield you, I or no? what the ̄ ? What means my princes? The Negroes dead. Alas. Sir? But Sir— Your pardon just moved prince & private ear As you give me grace To live, 'tis true. As to my life. Vangue said the cave Oped in Belos forest. But Madam know the forest hath no way But one to pass the which holds strictest guard. I Madam. Here you may Delay your time. Madam isle search For some ripe Nuts which Autumn hath shook down From the unleaved Hasel, then some cooler air Shall led me to a spring: Or I will try The courteous pale of some poor forrestres, For milk. Thus most speed when two foes are grown friends Partakers bleed. Ten easy leagues.