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A25603 An Answer to the Mantuan, or, False character lately wrote against womankind 1679 (1679) Wing A3424; ESTC R29593 921 1

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AN ANSWER TO THE MANTUAN OR False Character lately wrote against WOMANKIND Muliere bonâ omnia comprehenduntur A Vertuous Woman Oye Gods who dare Presume to speak or write her Character Or what Pot-Poet dare attempt to vex By cursed Libels this so glorious Sex A Sex that was by Heav'ns Decrees design'd To be and is the best of Human kind For Woman has a vertue that 's sublime Above the Battery of Fate or Time And in this Sex there certain Rays are found Which not one Grace can make but all compound In wit modesty and vertuous deeds This most Divine Celestial Sex exceeds A beauty also not to Art in Debt Rather agreeable Divine than great An Eye likewise wherein at once do meet The beams of truest kindness and of wit The fairest Tulips and the Rose o' th Bush Do draw their Tincture from her Lip and Blush An undissembled modest Innocence Apt not to give nor yet to take offence A Face that 's modest charming and serene A sober vertuous and yet lively meen As many Diamonds together lye And dart one lustre to amaze the Eye So Woman is that bright Etherial Ray Which many Stars doth in one Light display For in her Face she captives modesty Which is completed in Divinity Her very glances set all Hearts on Fire And check them if they should too much aspire If she but smile no Painter e're would take Another object when he 'd Mercy make And Heav'n such splendor hath to her allow'd That no damn'd Mantuan can her Beauty cloud That if she frown none would but phancy then Justice descended there to punish Men. Nay her common looks I 'm asham'd to call One single Grace they are compos'd of all And if we Mortals could the Doctrine reach Her very Eyes and looks do Language teach Her Soul 's the Image of the Deity That still preserves its Native purity Which Men can neither threat'n nor allure Nor by their dev'lish Characters obscure The Innocence that in her Heart doth dwell Angels themselves can only parallel Such constancy of modest witty Law Guides all her Actions that all Men may draw From her own Soul the noblest precedent Of the most safe wise vertuous Government Oh! I must think the rest for who can write Or into words confine what 's infinite For striving to describe quite to the end Of her that all the World doth comprehend Is a most wild Ambition so for me To draw her Picture is flat Lunacy But yet by what 's here writ the World may see I am the first drew Truth to Poetry FINIS LONDON Printed in the Year 1679.