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[Synce so myne Eyes are subject to her sighte]

Synce so myne Eyes are subject to her sighte,
That, in youre sighte they fixed have my brayne,
Since so my harte ys filled with my Lighte,
That onely Lighte dothe all my lyfe meynteyne.
Synce in sweete yow all goods so richely raigne,
That, where yow are, no wisshed good can want,
Synce so youre Living Image lives in mee;
That in my self youre self true Love dothe plant
Howe can yow him unworthy then decree?
In whose cheef parte, youre worthes implanted bee?