3
Has twice as much perfection,10
And does excel you in desert,
As much as in affection.
4
Unless I prove untrue:
Nor can I ever be so fond,15
To prove untrue for you.
5
(To tell you is a favour):
For things that may be rack your brain;
Then lose not thus your labour.20
LUTEA ALLISON
Si sola es, nulla es
Though you, Diana-like, have liv'd still chaste,
Yet must you not (fair) die a maid at last:
The roses on your cheeks were never made
To bless the eye alone, and so to fade;
Nor had the cherries on your lips their being,5
To please no other sense than that of seeing:
You were not made to look on, though that be
A bliss too great for poor mortality:
In that alone those rarer parts you have,
To better uses sure wise nature gave10
Than that you put them to; to love, to wed,
For Hymen's rights, and for the marriage-bed
You were ordain'd, and not to lie alone;
One is no number, till that two be one.
To keep a maidenhead but till fifteen,15
Is worse than murder, and a greater sin
Than to have lost it in the lawful sheets
With one that should want skill to reap those sweets:
But not to lose 't at all—by Venus, this,
And by her son, inexpiable is;20
And should each female guilty be o' th' crime,
The world would have its end before its time.
