In her is Virtue’s perfect image cast.
A knowledge pure it is her worth to know:
With Circe let them dwell that think not so.
Anon.
XL
TRUE GROWTH.
It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make men better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere.
A lily of a day 5