Fulke Greville — Satan no woman yet a wandering spirit

Satan, no woman, yet a wandering spirit, When he saw ships sail two ways with one wind Of sailor's trade he hell did disinherit The Devil himself loves not a half-fast mind. The satyr when he saw the shepherd blow To warm his hands, and make his pottage cool, Manhood forswears, and half a beast did know Nature with double breath is put to school. Cupid doth head his shafts in women's faces Where smiles and tears dwell ever near together, Where all the arts of changе give passion graces. While thеse clouds threaten, who fears not the weather? Sailors and satyrs, Cupid's knights, and I Fear women that swear, Nay, and know they lie