What shall of high and beauteous dames be said?
Who (from their lovers' worth and charms secure)
Against long service, I behold, more staid, More motionless, than marble shafts, endure:
Then Avarice comes, who so her spells hath laid, I see them stoop directly to her lure.
-- Who could believe? -- unloving, in a day They fall some elder's, fall some monster's prey.
