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Madagascar.
Their lookes; where forc'd-state-clouds, nere strive to lowre,As if sweet feature, bus'nesse could makesowre:Where solemne sadnesse of a new court face,Nere meant to signifie their pow'r, or place.You may esteeme them Lovers by their haire;The colour warnes no Lady to despaire;And Nature seem'd to prove their stature such,As tooke not scantly from her, nor too much:So tall, wee can't mis-name their stature length,Nor think't lesse made for comlinesse, than strength.Their hearts are more, than what wee noble call,And still make Envy weary of her Gall.So gentle soft; their valours with more ease,Might be betrai'd to suffer than displease:Compar'd to Lovers, Lovers were undone;Since still the best gaine by comparison.Of these, the God-like Sidney was a Type,Whose fame still growes, and yet is ever ripe;Like fruits of Paradise, which nought could blastBut ignorance; for a desire to taste,And know, produc'd no curse; but neut'rall will,When knowledge made indiff'rent, good, and ill.
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