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MS. Fairfax 4o. 2714 
Of a Faire Wife 
to Coregio 
Thou thinkst Coregio thou hast gott 
An exelent Beauty to thy lott 
But yet remember this againe 
For pleasure also thou’lt haue paine 
No perfect rest can be to thee 
When watchfull always thou must be 
T’is hard & difficult to keepe 
That all the world desire & seeke 
Is her beauty much, Then know 
Her pride’s noe less we she doth show 
Dost thou admire her th’more will shee 
For thy esteeme disdainfull be 
But is shee faire Consider this 
If shee be chast, some doubt it is 
As shee in hansomnes exceeds 
Soe much of Modesty shee needs 
Shee’l alwayes be a Mistress there 
Wher only thou Comand should beare 
But wouldst thou haue me to define 
This rare beauty that is thine 
Thy Idoll as thou make’s of itt 
Much more of Hurt then good thou gett 
For th’ Adoration by thee giuen 
Giues thee a Hell insteade of Heauen 
New habits daly shee will axe 
And if denyed then shee will vex 
And thinke all’s nothing in her passion 
That's nott in the Mode & fashion 
As if her Body were assign’d 
To giue Inquietud’s to thy minde 
Me thinke I see thee rauisht on her 
Thou blinde (as Idolizinge) Louer 
Ma’as soone begett Ixion’s brood 
On Juno’s Image in a cloude 
