Poem by James Shirley

To a Lady upon a Looking-Glass Sent

When this crystal shall present
Your beauty to your eye,
Think that lovely face was meant
To dress another by.
For not to make them proud,
These glasses are allowed
To those are fair,
But to compare
The inward beauty with the outward grace,
And make them fair in soul as well as face. 

1. The Fair Felon
2. Cease, Warring Thoughts
3. Sililoquy on Death
4. On Her Dancing
5. To the Painter Preparing to Draw M.M.H.

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