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ii. To the Author.
Sonnet.
Come forth, Laissa, spred thy lockes of Gold,Show thy cheekes roses in their virgine Prime,
And though no gẽmes the decke which Indies hold,
Yeild not vnto the fairest of thy tyme.
No ceruse brought farre farre beyond the seas,
Noe poisone lyke Cinabre Paints thy face,
Let them haue that whose natiue hues displeas,
Thow graceth nakednesse, it doth the grace.
Thy Syre no pyick-purse is of others witt,
Those Jewellis be his oune which the adorne;
And though thow after greatter ones be borne,
Thou mayst be bold euen midst the first to sitt,
For whilst fair Iuliett, or the farie quene
Doe liue with theirs, thy beautie shall be seene.
M. William Drommond.
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