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Where many priuie thoughts doe dwell, (70) a heauen heere on earth: For they haue neuer minde of hell, they thinke so much on mirth. Be still Good Meaning, quoth Good Sport, let Cupid triumph make: (75) For sure his Kingdome shall be short if we no pleasure take. Faire Beautie, and her play-feares gay, the virgins Vestalles to: Shall sit and with their fingers play, (80) as idle people doe. If Honest Meaning fall to frowne, and I Good Sport decay: Then Venus glory will come downe, and they will pine away. (85) Indeede (quoth Wit ) this your deuice, with strangenes must be wrought, And where you see these women nice, and looking to be sought: With scowling browes their follies check, (90) and so giue them the Fig: +Let Fancie be no more at beck, when Beautie lookes so big. When Venus heard how they conspir’d, to murther women so: (95) Me thought indeede the house was fier’d, with stormes and lightning tho. The thunder-bolt through windowes burst. and in their steps a wight: Which seem’d some soule or sprite accurst,