se to see the third Gate.

Whereunto I consented with a very good will, and therefore going out
from hence, we came to the other Gate, where _Thelemia_ knocking at a
ring of Brasse, it was forth-with sette open, and when wee were come in,
there came towardes vs a notable goodly woman, and her name was
_Philtronia_.

Her regards were wanton, lasciuious, and vnconstant, her grace
wonderfull pleasant, so as at the verie first sight shee violently drew
me into her loue.

This place was the Mansion-house of Voluptuousnes. The grounde decked
with small hearbes, and adorned with all sorts of sundrie flowers,
abounding with solace and quiet ease. Issuing and sending foorth in
diuers places small streames of water, pyppling and slyding downe vpon
the Amber grauell in theyr crooking Channels heere and there, by some
suddaine fall making a still continued noyse, to great pleasure
moystning the open fieldes, and making the shadowed places vnder the
leaffye Trees, coole and fresh.

Shee had with her also sixe young women of like statures, passing fayre,
of pleasant countenaunces, amorously adorned, and dressed as may bee
desired of an ambitious beautie and gesture.

The first was called _Rastonelia_. The second, _Cortasina_. The thirde,
_Idonesa_. The fourth, _Triphelia_. The fift, _Epiania_. And the last
was named _Adia_.

These and their companie, were very delightfull to my gasing and
searching eyes. VVhere-vppon _Logistica_ presentlie with a sad and
grieued countenaunce, seeing mee disposing my selfe abruptlie to the
seruile loue of them, shee said vnto mee, O _Poliphilus_, the alluring
and inticing beauties of these, are vaine, deceiueable, and
counterfeited, vnsauorie and displeasant, and therefore if thou wouldest
with aduisement looke vppon their backes, thou wouldest then hate,
contemne, and abhorre theyr lothsome filthinesse and shame, abounding in
stinke and noysome sauoure aboue any dunghill, which no stomacke can
abide.

And therefore what is slypperie and transitorie flye and eschewe,
despise that pleasure which bringeth shame and repentance, vaine hopes,
a short and small ioy, with perpetuall complaynts, doubtfull sighes, and
a sorrowful life neuer ending.

Oh adulterated and vnkindly pleasure, fraught with miserie, contayning
such bitternesse, like honnie, and yet gall dropping from greene leaues.

O lyfe worse then death, and yet deadly, delighted in sweete poyson,
with what care, sorrow, pensiue thought