Fidessa more chaste then kinde. By B. Griffin |
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SONNET. XXXVI.
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SONNET. XXXVI.
[Oh let my heart, my bodie and my tongue]
Oh let my heart, my bodie and my tongue,Bleed forth the liuely streames of faith vnfained:
Worship my saint the Gods and Saints among,
Praise and extoll her faire that me hath pained.
Oh let the smoake of my supprest desire
Rak'd vp in ashes of my burning brest,
Breake out at length, and to the clowdes aspire,
Vrging the heauens t'affoord me rest.
But let my bodie naturally descend
Into the bowels of our common mother,
And to the very Center let it wend:
When it no lower can, her griefes to smother.
And yet when I so low doe buried lie,
Then shall my loue ascend vnto the skie.
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