_12_ But valiant Rebels oft in fooles mouthes purchase fame, I now then staine thy white with blackest blot of shame, Both Rebel to the Sonne, and vagrant from the Mother, For wearing _Venus_ badge, in every part of thee, Unto _Dianaes_ traine thou runnaway didst flie: Who faileth one is false, though trustie to another. _13_ What is not this enough, nay farre worse commeth here: A _Witch_ I say thou art, though thou so faire appeare. For I protest, mine eyes never thy sight enjoyeth, But I in mee am chang’d, I am alive and dead. My feete are turn’d to rootes, my heart becommeth lead, No witchcraft is so ill, as which mans minde destroyeth. _14_ Yet Witches may repent, thou art farre worse than they: Alas, that I am forst such evill of thee to say: I say thou art a Divel though cloathd in Angels shining: For thy face tempts my soule to leave the heavens for thee, And thy words of refuse doo powre even hell on mee: Who tempts, and tempting plagues are Divels in true defining. _15_ You then ungrateful theefe, you murthering Tirant you, You Rebell runnaway, to Lord and Lady untrue, You Witch, you Divel (alas) you still in me beloved, You see what I can say: mend yet your froward minde, And such skill in my Muse you reconcil’d shall finde, That by these cruell words your praises shal be proved. _The Sixth Sonnet._ O You that heare this voice, O you that see this face, Say whether of the choice, Deserves the better place, Feare not to judge this bate, For it is voide of hate. _2_ This side doth Beautie take, For that doth Musick speake, Fit Orators to make, The strongest judgements weake. The barre to plead the right, Is onely true delight. _3_ Thus doth the voice and face, The gentle Lawiers wage, Like loving brothers case, For Fathers heritage, That each while each contends, It selfe to other lends. _4_ For Beautie beautifies With heavenly view and grace, The heavenly harmonie; And in this faultles face The perfect beauties bee, A perfect harmonie. _5_ Musick more lustie swels In speeches nobly placed, Beautie as farre excels In actions aptly graced. A friend each partie drawes, To countenance his cause. _6_ Love more affected seemes To Beauties lonely light, And wonder more esteemes Of Musicks wondrous might; But both to both so bent, As both in both are spent. _7_ Musicke doth witnes call The eare his truth to trie: Beautie brings to the hall The judgement of the eie: Both in their objects such, As no exceptions tuch. _8_ The common Sense which might Be arbitrer of this, To be forsooth upright, To both sides partiall is: He laies on this chiefe praise, Chiefe praise on that he laies.