III.
[Behold a wonder here]
[1]
Behold a wonder here
Loue hath receiu'd his sight
Which manie hundred yeares,
Hath not beheld the light.
2
Such beames infused be
By Cinthia in his eyes,
As first haue made him see,
And then haue made him wise.
3
Loue now no more will weepe
For them that laugh the while,
Nor wake for them that sleepe,
Nor sigh for them that smile.
4
So powrefull is the beautie
That Loue doth now behold,
As loue is turn'd to dutie,
That's neither blind nor bold.
5
This Beautie shewes her might,
To be of double kind,
In giuing loue his sight
And striking folly blind,
