Behold a wonder here Loue hath receiu'd his sight, Which manie hundred yeares, Hath not beheld the light. 2 Such beames infused be By Cynthia in his eyes, At first haue made him see, And then haue made him wise. 3 Loue now no more will weepe For them that laugh the while, Nor wake for them that sleepe, Nor sigh for them that smile. 4 So powrefull is the beautie That Loue doth now behold, As loue is turn'd to dutie, That's neither blind nor bold. 5 This Beautie shewes her might, To be of double kind, In giuing loue his sight And striking folly blind.Close