_Naijs._ Beleeue me, gentle Maide, 'twas very well, But now heare me my beauteous _Florimel_, 50 Great _Mars_ his Lemman being cryde out here, She to _Felicia_ goes, still to be neare Th' Elizian Nimphes, for at vs is her ayme, The fond _Felicians_ are her common game. I vpon pleasure idly wandring thither, Something worth laughter from those fooles to gather, Found her, who thus had lately beene surpriz'd, Fearing the like, had her faire selfe disguis'd Like an old Witch, and gaue out to haue skill In telling Fortunes either good or ill; 60 And that more nearly she with them might close, She cut the Cornes, of dainty Ladies Toes: She gaue them Phisicke, either to coole or mooue them, And powders too to make their sweet Hearts loue them: And her sonne _Cupid_, as her Zany went, Carrying her boxes, whom she often sent To know of her faire Patients how they slept. By which meanes she, and the blinde Archer crept Into their fauours, who would often Toy, And tooke delight in sporting with the Boy; 70 Which many times amongst his waggish tricks, These wanton Wenches in the bosome prickes; That they before which had some franticke fits, Were by his Witchcraft quite out of their wits. Watching this Wisard, my minde gaue me still She some Impostor was, and that this skill Was counterfeit, and had some other end. For which discouery, as I did attend, Her wrinckled vizard being very thin, My piercing eye perceiu'd her cleerer skin 80 Through the thicke Riuels perfectly to shine; When I perceiu'd a beauty so diuine, As that so clouded, I began to pry A little nearer, when I chanc't to spye That pretty Mole vpon her Cheeke, which when I saw; suruaying euery part agen, Vpon her left hand, I perceiu'd the skarre Which she receiued in the Troian warre; Which when I found, I could not chuse but smile. She, who againe had noted me the while, 90 And, by my carriage, found I had descry'd her, Slipt out of sight, and presently doth hide her.