For, in their borrow'd-Shapes, I know those Men,
And (through their Maskes) such insight of them have;
That I can oftentimes disclose (ev'n then)
How much they savour of the Foole or Knave.
A Pigmey-spirit, and an Earthly-Minde,
Whose looke is onely fixt on Objects vaine;
In my esteeme, so meane a place doth finde,
That ev'ry such a one, I much refraine.
But, when in honour'd Robes I see it put,
Betrimm'd, as if some thing of Worth it were,