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Her body, which I have oft 



embraced so smooth and soft, 

 Is slender and white 

 Proportioned aright ; 



tis straight as any shaft. 

 Her leg is compleat, 

 Her foot's fine and neat, 



'tis neither too short nor too long 

 In every part 

 Dame Nature's art 

 Gives her the start: 

 With all my heart 



I wishe she could rule her tongue. 



As she in feature excels 



wel nye most women else, 

 Even so doth her wit, 

 If shee'l make use of it, 



as daily experience tels : 

 I cannot deny it, 

 If she be at quiet 



her speeches will do no wrong: 

 Shee'l laugh and smile, 

 New termes shee'l file. 

 Yet in a while 

 Shee'l change her stile, 



and cannot rule her tongue. 



With eloquence she will dispute ; 



few women can her confute : 

 She sings and she playes, 

 And she knowes all her keyes 



on the viol de gambo, or lute. 

 Shee'l dance with a grace. 

 Her measures shee'l trace 



as doth unto art belong : 

 She is a girle 

 Fit for an Earle, 

 Not for a churle : 

 She were worth a pearle, 



if she could but rule her tongue. 



Her needle she can use well ; 



in that she doth most excell : 

 She can spin and knit. 

 And every thing fit, 



as all her neighbors can tell. 



