Classic Poem

What thou art, aske thine Hart , and it wil show;
or, aske a Foe, that Conscience makes to lie:
But aske thou not Selfe-loue which cannot know:
nor, aske a Friend, which can no fault espie.

If we could see our selues, then should we see
that we are nothing lesse then what we seeme .
Yet, some seeme farre worse than in Deed they be;
and therefore All , this Some doe not esteeme.

For, we know nothing wholy , but in part ,
and, vnderstand but, what we know, by Sense :
We see the Face , but cannot see the Heart
then skowes betray our best Intelligence
This makes all wise men, that such Secrets know
To winne the World; a Shadow , with a Show .