 | The Complete Works of Sir Philip Sidney
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[What length of verse can serve brave Mopsas good to show?]
What length of verse can serve brave Mopsas good to show?
Whose vertues strange, & beuties such, as no mā thē may know
Thus shrewdly burdned thē, how cā my Muse escape?
The gods must help, and pretious things must serve to shew her shape.
Like great god Saturn faire, and like faire Venus chaste:
As smothe as Pan, as Juno milde, like goddesse Iris faste.
With Cupid she fore-sees, and goes god Vulcans pace:
And for a tast of all these gifts, she steales god Momus grace.
Her forhead jacinth like, her cheekes of opall hue,
Her twinkling eies bedeckt with pearle, her lips as Saphir blew:
Her haire like Crapal-stone; her mouth O heavenly wyde;
Her skin like burnisht gold, her hands like silver ure untryde.
As for her parts unknowne, which hidden sure are best:
Happie be they which well beleeve, & never seeke the rest.
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