Whatever in Philoclea the fair Or the discreet Pamela figur'd are, Change but the name the virtues are your owne, And for a fiction there a truth is knowne: If any service here perform'd you see, If duty and affection paynted bee Within these leaves: may you be pleas'd to know They only shadow what I truly owe To your desart: thus I a glasse have sent Which both myself and you doth represent.