Phillis Honoured with Pastorall Sonnets, Elegies, and amorous delights. VVhere-vnto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt of Elstred [by Thomas Lodge] |
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Sonnet VIII
No starres hir eyes to cleere the wandering night,But shining sunnes of true diuinitye:
That make the soule conceiue hir perfect light:
No wanton beauties of humanitie
Hir prettie browes, but beames that cleare the sight
Of him that seekes the true Philosophie:
No Corrall is hir lippe, no rose hir faire,
But euen that crimson that adornes the Sunne
No Nimph is she, but mistresse of the ayre,
By whom my glories are but newe begunne,
But when I touch and tast as others do,
I then shall wright and you shall wonder to.
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