Vain Painter why dost strive my face to draw

In English.

Vain Painter why dost strive my face to draw,
With busy hands a Goddesse eyes nere saw?
Daughter of Air and Wind; I do rejoyce
In empty shouts (without a mind) a Voice.
Within your ears shrill echo I rebound,
And if you'l paint me like, then paint a sound.
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