Cui candor morte redemptus

THE Ermin heere, whome eager houndes doe chase,
And hunters haue, around environ'd in,
(As some doe write) will not come neere the place,
That may with dirt, defile his daintie skinne:
But rather chooseth, then the same should soile,
Be torne with dogges, or taken with the toile.

Me thinkes even now, I see a number blush,
To heare a beast, by nature should haue care,
To keepe his skinne, themselues not care a rush,
With how much filth, their mindes bespotted are:
Great Lordes, and Ladies, turne your cost and art,
From bodies pride, t' enritch your better part.