Nor have we yet the face once to denie
But that it is although we mind it not;
For all once minded such perplexity
It doth create to puzzled reason, that
She sayes and unsayes, do’s she knows not what.
Why then should we the worlds infinity
Misdoubt, because when as we contemplate
Its nature, such strange inconsistency
And unexpected sequels, we therein descry?