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ie hand; hee hath the skill to draw
Their _Nectar_ forth, with ki? ? ing; and could make
More wanton ? alts, from this braue promontory, 75
Downe to this valley, then the nimble _Roe_;
_playes with her paps, ki? ? eth her hands, &c. _
Could play the hopping _Sparrow_, 'bout the? e nets;
And ? porting _Squirell_ in the? e cri? ped groues;
Bury him? elfe in euery _Silke-wormes_ kell,
Is here vnrauell'd; runne into the ? nare, 80
Which euery hayre is, ca? t into a curle,
To catch a _Cupid_ flying: Bath himselfe
In milke, and ro? es, here, and dry him, there;
Warme his cold hands, to play with this ?
mooth, round, [124]
And well torn'd chin, as with the _Billyard_ ball; 85
Rowle on the? e lips, the banks of loue, and there
At once both plant, and gather ki? ? es. _Lady_,
Shall I, with what I haue made to day here, call
All ? en? e to wonder, and all faith to ? igne
The my? teries reuealed in your forme? 90
And will _Loue_ pardon mee the blasphemy
I vtter'd, when I ? aid, a gla? ? e could ? peake
This beauty, or that fooles had power to iudge it?

_Doe but looke, on her eyes! They doe light--
All that_ Loue's _world comprizeth!