One strike of March-dust for to see
No proverb[41] would give more than he.
Their colledges were new be-painted,
Their founders eke were new be-sainted;
Nothing escap’d, nor post, nor door,
Nor gate, nor rail, nor bawd, nor whore:
You could not know (Oh strange mishap!)
Whether you saw the town or map.
But the pure house of Emanuel[42]
Would not be like proud Jesabel,