Minerva Britanna Or A Garden of Heroical Deuises, furnished, and adorned with Emblemes and Impresa's of sundry natures, Newly devised, moralized, and published, By Henry Peacham |
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Philautia.
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Philautia.
A virgins
face with Robes of light aray,
Why hath (Selfe-loue) our Poets thee assign'd?
Philaut:
Why hath (Selfe-loue) our Poets thee assign'd?
Loue should be young, and fresh as merry may,
Such clothing best agreeth with my mind.
What meanes that poisonous Serpent in thy hand?
Philaut:
My bane I breed, by this you vnderstand.
I'th other hand say why that looking glasse?
Since in thee no deformitie I find,
Philaut:
Know how in Pride Selfe-loue doth most surpasse,
And still is in her Imperfections blind:
And saue her owne devises doth condemne,
All others labours, in respect of them.
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