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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

[Those eies that holds the hand of euery hart]

Those eies that holds the hand of euery hart,
Those hands that holds the hart of euery eie,
That wit that goes beyond all natures art,
That sence, too deepe, for wisdome to descrie,
That eie, that hand, that wit, that heauenly sence,
All these doth show my Mistres Excellence.
Oh eies that perce into the purest hart,
Oh hands that hold, the highest harts in thrall,
Oh wit that weyes the deapth of all desart,
Oh sence that showes the secret sweete of all,
The heauen of heauens, with heuenly powrs preserue thee,
Loue but thy selfe, and giue me leaue to serue thee.
To serue, to liue, to looke vpon those eies,
To looke, to liue, to kisse that heauenlie hand,
To sound that wit, that doth amaze the wise,
To knowe that sence, no sence can vnderstand,
To vnderstande that all the world may know,
Such wit, such sence, eies, hands, there are no moe.
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