H. His Deuises for his owne exercise, and his Friends pleasure [by Thomas Howell] |
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Being charged with finenesse, he answereth thus.
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Being charged with finenesse, he answereth thus.
Not fine good Lady mine,but playne as playne may be:
Your curious hed may finenesse frame,
it longeth not to me.
My symple meaning plaine,
not carued with mincing stile:
Unfayned friendship seekes to shew,
deuoyde of frawde or guile.
No Gnatos parte I play,
ne like Corebus crue:
By glosing words to seeke to painte,
or publishe more than true.
My cheefe delight to please,
is all which I desire:
With nising Nimphes I list not deale,
whose lookes aloft aspire.
Plaine truthe aye yeelds such trust,
as needes no fined phrase:
And my delight hath lesse desire,
Dame bewties beames to blase.
Whose heasts in harte I holde,
and will till time I die:
Yet truth might truely match delight,
with things that seeme more hie.
But needelesse here to tell,
What all men sees right well.
Where nicenesse fine is fled,
Doth vertue spring and spred.
Let finenesse then be plaste,
Where finenesse is embraste.
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