| AH! wherefore with infection should he live | |
| And with his presence grace impiety, | |
| That sin by him advantage should achieve, | |
| And lace itself with his society? | |
| Why should false painting imitate his cheek, | 5 |
| And steel dead seeming of his living hue? | |
| Why should poor beauty indirectly seek | |
| Roses of shadow, since his rose is true? | |
| Why should he live, now Nature bankrupt is, | |
| Beggar’d of blood to blush through lively veins? | 10 |
| For she hath no exchequer now but his, | |
| And, proud of many, lives upon his gains. | |
| O! him she stores, to show what wealth she had | |
| In days long since, before these last so bad. |