from The Admonition by the Author to all Young Gentlewomen:
And to all other Maids being in Love
Ye Virgins, ye from Cupid's tents
do bear away the foil,
Whose hearts as yet with raging love
most painfully do boil.
To you I speak: for you be they
that good advice do lack:
Oh, if I could good counsell get,
my tongue should not be slack.
But such as I can give, I will
here in few words express,
Which, if you do observe, it will
some of your care redress.
Beware of fair and painted talk,
beware of flattering tongues:
The Mermaids do pretend no good
for all their pleasant songs.
Some use the tears of crocodiles,
contrary to their heart:
And if they cannot always weep,
they wet their cheeks by art.
Ovid, within his Art of Love,
doth teach them this same knack
To wet their hand and touch their eyes,
so oft as tears they lack.
Why have ye such deceit in store?
have you such crafty wile?
Less craft than this, God knows, would soon
us simple souls beguile.
Trust not a man at the first sight
but try him well before:
I wish all maids within their breasts
to keep this thing in store.
For trial shall declare his truth
and show what he doth think,
Whether he be a lover true,
or do intend to shrink.
And I who was deceived late
by one's unfaithful tears
Trust now for to beware, if that
I live this hundreth years.