=Ma.= The song in déede is short, but me thinks it hath a verie long ende, and much matter dependeth thereon. =Pam.= What forceth it for the length, so it be pleasant & swéete vnto you. =Ma.= I loue you so well that I woulde not haue you doe that, whereof you should herafter repent & beshrew your self. =Pa.= I pray you neuer speake of any repentance. =Ma.= Peraduenture you shoulde otherwise esteme of me, when eyther age or sicknesse shall chaunge this fourme or fauour. =Pam.= Why? this body of myne (O my déere) shall not alwayes continue in this estate, thus prest and lustie, but I respect not so muche this flourishing and bewtifull house, as I doe him that dwelleth therein. =Maria.= What meane you by that you speak of him that dwelleth within? =Pam.= Verily, I meane your well disposed and vertuous minde, whose beawtie alwayes encreaseth with age. =Ma.= What, your sight is yet more pleasant than _Linx_, if you can espie that, through so many couerings. =Pam.= Yea certes with my mind I doe right well espie your minde: moreouer (I saye) in those children which God shall sende vs, wée shall as it were, ware yong againe. =Maria.= But in the meane time virginitie is lost. =Pam.= Truth, in good faith, tell me if you had a goodly orchyarde plat, whether woulde you with nothing should therein grow but blossomes, or else had you rather (the blossomes fallen awaye) beholde your trées fraught and laden with pleasaunt fruite? =Maria.= Howe sliely he reasoneth. =Pam.= At the least aunswere me to this: whether is it a better sight for a Vine to lye vppon the grounde and rot, or the same to embrace a poale, or an elme, and lode it full with purple grapes? =Maria.= Now sir aunswere me to this againe, whether is it a more pleasant sight a Rose trim and milkewhite, yet growing on his stalk, or the same plucked with the hande, and by little and little withering awaye? =Pam.= Certes in mine opinion the rose is the happiest, and commeth to the better ende, which withereth and dieth in the hande of man, delighting in the meane while both the eies and nosethrils, than thother which withereth on the bush, for there muste it néedes wither also at length, euen as that wine hath better luck which is drunken, than that which standeth still, and is turned into vinigar. And yet the flowring beautie of a woman doth not decay forthwith as soone as she is maried, for I knowe some my selfe, who before they were maried, were pale colored, faint, and as it were pined away, who by the friendly felowship of an husband, haue wared so faire, and welfauoured, that you would think they neuer came to the flower of their beautie till then. =Ma.= But for all your saying, virginity is a thing much beloued and lyked with all men.