Perchance her Cabinet may harbour thee,
35Whither all noble ambitious wits doe runne,
A nest almost as full of Good as shee.
When thou art there, if any, whom wee know,
Were sav'd before, and did that heaven partake,
When she revolves his papers, marke what show
40Of favour, she alone, to them doth make.
Marke, if to get them, she o'r skip the rest,
Marke, if shee read them twice, or kisse the name;
Marke, if she doe the same that they protest,