O fools; can you not see

O fools; can you not see a traffic nearer

In my sweet Lady's face, where Nature showeth

Whatever treasure eye sees or heart knoweth?

Rubies and diamonds dainty,

And Orient pearls such plenty,

Coral and ambergris sweeter and dearer,

Than which the South Seas or Moluccas send us,

Or either Indies, East or West do lend us.