Sonet. 3 -

Sonet . 3

Foolish loue is onely folly,
Wanton Loue is too vnholly:
Greedy loue is couetous,
Idle loue is friuolous,
But the gratious loue is it:
That doth prooue the worth of wit.

Beautie but deceiues the eye,
Flatteric leades the eare awrye:
Welth doth but inchaunt the wit
Want the ouerthrowe of it.
While in wisdome's worthy Grace
Vertue sees the sweetest face.

There hath loue found out his life.
Peace without all thought of strife:
Kindenes in discretion's care,
Truth that clearely doth declare
Faith doth in true fancy prooue
Lust the excremente of loue.

Then in faith my fancie see,
How my loue may construed bee,
How it growes, and what it seekes,
How it liues, and what it likes.
So in highest grace regarde it,
Or in lowest scorne discarde it
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