Say our feet ill-fauored are, Cripples leggs are worse by farre: Yet faire Venus, during life, Was the lymping Vulcan's wife. Breefly, if by nature we But imperfect creatures be; Thinke not our defects so much, Since Celestial Powers be such. But you Nymphes, whose veniall loue Loue of gold alone doth moue, Though you scorne vs, yet for gold Your base loue is bought and sold. [Footnote 291: Clymene. G.] [Footnote 292: Deianeira, daughter of Oeneus. G.] [Footnote 293: Mother of Romulus. G.] finis. * * * * * Transcriber's note: In this etext a superscript is indicated by ^{e} The oe ligature is represented by [oe] End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 2 of 2., by John Davies