I should write here, as in short Galleries 55 The Master at the end large glasses ties, So to present the roome twice to our eyes, So I should give this letter length, and say That which I said of you; there is no way From either, but by the other, not to stray. 60 May therefore this be enough to testifie My true devotion, free from flattery; He that beleeves himselfe, doth never lie. [A Letter to _&c._ _1633-69_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec:_ To the Lady Carey and her Sister M^rs Essex Rich. From Amiens. _O'F:_ To the Lady Co: of C. _N_, _TCD:_ To the Ladie Carey. _or_ A Letter to the Ladie Carey. _B_, _Cy_, _S96:_ _no title_, _P:_ To M^rs Essex Rich and her sister frô Amiens. _M_] [13 who are] who is _1633_] [19 humilitie _1633-54_, _B_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ humidity _1669_, _Chambers_] [26 contributions] contribution _B_, _D_, _N_, _TCD_] [30 this zeale, _1635-69_, _B_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ their zeale, _1633_, _Lec_] [31 Gold] Golds _1633 some copies_] [33 aguish,] anguish, _1650-54_] [57 our eyes,] your eyes, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _P_] [60 by the] to the _1669_ other, _1669:_ other _1633-54_] _To the Countesse of Salisbury._ August. 1614. Faire, great, and good, since seeing you, wee see What Heaven can doe, and what any Earth can be: Since now your beauty shines, now when the Sunne Growne stale, is to so low a value runne, That his disshevel'd beames and scattered fires 5 Serve but for Ladies Periwigs and Tyres In lovers Sonnets: you come to repaire Gods booke of creatures, teaching what is faire. Since now, when all is withered, shrunke, and dri'd, All Vertues ebb'd out to a dead low tyde, 10 All the worlds frame being crumbled into sand, Where every man thinks by himselfe to stand, Integritie, friendship, and confidence, (Ciments of greatnes) being vapor'd hence, And narrow man being fill'd with little shares, 15 Court, Citie, Church, are all shops of small-wares, All having blowne to sparkes their noble fire, And drawne their sound gold-ingot into wyre; All trying by a love of littlenesse To make abridgments, and to draw to lesse, 20 Even that nothing, which at first we were; Since in these times, your greatnesse doth appeare, And that we learne by it, that man to get Towards him that's infinite, must first be great. Since in an age so ill, as none is fit 25 So much as to accuse, much lesse mend it, (For who can judge, or witnesse of those times Where all alike are guiltie of the crimes?) Where he that would be good, is thought by all A monster, or at best fantasticall; 30 Since now you durst be good, and that I doe