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SONNET XXVI.
[When louely wrath my mistresse hart assaileth]
When louely wrath my mistresse hart assaileth,Loues golden dartes take ame from her bright eyes:
And Psiche Venus rosie couche empayleth
Plac'd in her cheekes, with lillyes where she lyes:
And when she smyles from her sweet lookes and cheare-full
Like Phœbus when through soddein cloudes he starteth,
After sterne tempestes, showers, and thunder feare-full,
So she my worldes delight with her smiles harteth.
Aurora yellow lookes when my loue blushes,
Wearing her heares bright colour in her face,
And from loues rubie portall louely rushes
For euery word she speakes an Angels grace:
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With silence wonders her, and if she sleepe,
Ayre doth with her breathes murmur musicke keepe.
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