Looke well, I pray, upon this _Beldame_, here, For, in her _habit_, though shee gay appeare, You, through her youthfull _vizard_, may espy Shee’s of an old _Edition_, by her _Eye_: And, by her wainscot face, it may bee seene, Shee might your _Grandams_ first _dry nurse_ have been. This is an _Emblem_, fitly shaddowing those, Who making faire, and honest outward showes, Are inwardly deform’d; and, nothing such, As they to bee suppos’d, have strived much. They chuse their _words_, and play well-acted _parts_, But, hide most loathsome projects in their hearts; And, when you think sweet _Friendship_ to embrace, Some ugly _Treason_, meets you in the face. I hate a painted _Brow_; I much dislike A Mayden-blush, dawb’d on a furrowed _Cheeke_: And, I abhorre to see old _Wantons_ play, And, suite themselves, like _Ladies of the May_. But, more (yea, most of all) my soule despiseth A _Heart_, that in _Religious formes_, disguiseth Prophane intentions; and arrayes in white, The coale-blacke conscience of an _Hypocrite_. Take heed of such as these; and, (if you may) Before you trust them, tract them in their way. Observe their footsteps, in their private _path_: For, these (as 'tis beleev’d, the _Devill_ hath) Have _cloven feet_; that is, _two wayes_ they goe; One for their _ends_, and tother for a _show_. Now, you thus warned are, advise embrace; And, trust nor gawdy _Clothes_, nor painted _Face_. _My =Hand= and =Heart=, in one agree, What can you more desire of mee?_ [Illustration: EN DEXTRA FIDESQUE. ILLVSTR. XXII. _Book. 4_]