Daphnis and Chloe Excellently describing the weight of affection, the simplicitie of loue, the purport of honest meaning, the resolution of men, and disposition of Fate, finished in a Pastorall, and interlaced with the praises of a most peerlesse Princesse, wonderfull in Maiestie, and rare in perfection, celebrated within the same Pastorall, and therefore termed by the name of The Shepheards Holidaie. By Angell Daye |
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[Those hears the golden wiers of my wel tuned sounde] |
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[Those hears the golden wiers of my wel tuned sounde]
Those hears the golden wiers of my wel tuned sounde,Become the pleasure of my panges, and make my ioyes abounde.
These seemely eies the glasse, whereof my fewture staies,
And forehead large, the field on which, depends my blisfull raies.
This mouth the deintie spring, that yeldes me cause of life,
These teeth the pearles of precious price, that cure mine inward grife.
These lips the curroll fresh, that comforts heart and mind,
These looks the guarders of my loue, by whom I fauor find,
Those cheeks the apples fresh, whereon Vermilion taint,
Be mixed with the siluer white, my sugred pleasure paint.
These pits in dented cheeks, are chaires for Beautie plaste,
Wherein, triumphant fauor sits, impugning woes to waste.
This necke of yu'ry white, confounder of my cares,
These hands the aids to further that, which loue for me prepares.
These feet the wished steps, whereout my ioies arise
From these and out of these ensue, what els I may deuise.
Thus decked in my ioyes, on her I gaze my fil
Whose shape hath power to comfort all, but neuer force to spill
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