Wittes Pilgrimage, Sonnet 33

LVst is a Tyrant, Loue a Seruant Is:
This is the Sentence of Proofes euidence:
For, I nere see you (Sweete!) but feele by This
Both Cold and Hate, through Loue, and reuerence,
What Eye can look, through cleere Loues Spectacle,
On Vertues Maiestie, that shines in Beauty,
But (as to Natures diuin'st Miracle!)
Performes not to It all subiectiue dutie?
BEAVTIES Diuinitie none dare prophane
That are of Humane, or of Brutish Kinde
But when Its full, where Vertue's in the wane:
Where a faire Body hids a filthie Minde?
But were thy Mind and Bodies beauty one,
Twere Natures Maiesties diuinest Throne!