At last the other two to Vertue yeeld,
The lists of Loue, fought in faire Beauties field.
SONNET. III.
He Stoicks thinke, (and they come neere the truth,)
That vertue is the chiefest good of all,
The Academicks on Idea call.
The Epicures in pleasure spend their youth,
The Perrepatetickes iudge felicitie,
To be the chiefest good aboue all other,