The Argument

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The Argument

“Of how, through Woman-Worship, knaves compound

With honoure; Kings reck not of their domaine;

Proud Pontiffs sigh; & War-men world-renownd,

Toe win one Woman, all things else disdaine:

Since Melicent doth in herselfe contayne

All this world’s Riches that may farre be found.

“If Saphyres ye desire, her eies are plaine;

If Rubies, loe, hir lips be Rubyes sound;

If Pearles, hir teeth be Pearles, both pure & round;

If Yvorie, her forehead Yvory weene;

If Gold, her locks with finest Gold abound;

If Silver, her faire hands have Silver’s sheen.

“Yet that which fayrest is, but Few beholde,

Her Soul adornd with vertues manifold.”

Sir William Allonby