Learne of the Gentlewomen of this Age, That set their Beauties to the open view, Making Disdaine their Lord, true Loue their Page; A Custome Zeale doth hate, Desert doth rue: Learne to looke red, anon waxe pale and wan, Making a mocke of Loue, a scorne of man. A candle light, and couer'd with a vaile, Doth no man good, because it giues no light; So Beauty of her beauty seemes to faile, When being not seene it cannot shine so bright. Then show thy selfe and know thy selfe withall, Lest climing high thou catch too great a fall. Oh foule Eclipser of that fayre sun-shine, Which is intitled Beauty in the best; Making that mortall, which is els diuine, That staines the fayre which Womens steeme not least: Get thee to Hell againe (from whence thou art) And leaue the Center of a Woman's hart. Ah be not staind, (sweet Boy) with this vilde spot, Indulgence Daughter, Mother of mischaunce; A blemish that doth euery beauty blot; That makes them loath'd, but neuer doth aduaunce Her Clyents, fautors, friends; or them that loue her; And hates them most of all, that most reproue her. Remember Age, and thou canst not be prowd, For age puls downe the pride of euery man; In youthfull yeares by Nature tis allowde To haue selfe-will, doo Nurture what she can; Nature and Nurture once together met, The Soule and shape in decent order set. Pride looks aloft, still staring on the starres, Humility looks lowly on the ground; Th'one menaceth the Gods with ciuill warres, The other toyles til he haue Vertue found: His thoughts are humble, not aspiring hye; But Pride looks haughtily with scornefull eye. Humillity is clad in modest weedes, But Pride is braue and glorious to the show; Humillity his friends with kindnes feedes, But Pride his friends (in neede) will neuer know: Supplying not their wants, but them disdaining; Whilst they to pitty neuer neede complayning. Humillity in misery is relieu'd, But Pride in neede of no man is regarded; Pitty and Mercy weepe to see him grieu'd That in distresse had them so well rewarded: But Pride is scornd, contemnd, disdaind, derided, Whilst Humblenes of all things is prouided. Oh then be humble, gentle, meeke, and milde; So shalt thou be of euery mouth commended; Be not disdainfull, cruell, proud, (sweet childe) So shalt thou be of no man much condemned; Care not for them that Vertue doo despise; Vertue is loathde of fooles; loude of the wise. O faire Boy trust not to thy Beauties wings, They cannot carry thee aboue the Sunne: Beauty and wealth are transitory things, (For all must ende that euer was begunne) But Fame and Vertue neuer shall decay; For Fame is toombles, Vertue liues for aye.