'Tis not your faire out-side (though famous Greece Whose beauties ruin'd kingdomes never sawe A face that could like yours affections drawe) Fittes you for the protection of this peice It is your heart (your pious zealous heart) That by attractive force, brings great Perroone To leave his @3Seyne@1, his @3Loyre@1, and his @3Garroone@1; And to your handmaide @3Thames@1 his guiftes imparte: But staie: you have a brother, his kinge borne, (Whose worth drawes men from the remotest partes, To offer up themselves to his desartes.) To whom he hath his due allegiance sworne Yet for your sake he proves ubiquitarie And comes to England, though in France he tarrie. |