O You That Hear This Voice

O you that see this face
Say whether of the choice  
May have the former place 
Who dare judge this debate
That it be void of hate?

This side doth beauty take,
For that doth Music speak
Fit Orators to make
The strongest judgments weak
The bar to plead their right
Is only true delight

Thus doth the voice and face
These gentle lawyers, wage  dispute
Like loving brothers cast
For father's heritage
That each, while each contends
Itself to other lends

For beauty beautifies
With heavenly hue and grace
The heavenly harmonies
And in that faultless face
The perfect beauties be
A perfect harmony

Music more lofty swells
In phrases finely placed
Beauty as far excels
In action aptly graced
A friend each party draw
To countenance his cause