Occasional Verses of Edward Lord Herbert, Baron of Cherbery and Castle-Island Deceased in August, 1648 |
To a Lady who did sing excellently.
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Occasional Verses of Edward Lord Herbert, Baron of Cherbery and Castle-Island | ||
To a Lady who did sing excellently.
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When our rude & unfashion'd words, that longA being in their elements enjoy'd,
Sensless and void,
Come at last to be formed by thy tongue,
And from thy breath receive that life and place,
And perfect grace,
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Are able to remove
All the obstructions of the hardest hearts,
And teach the most unwilling how to love.
2
When they again, exalted by thy voice,Tun'd by thy soul, dimiss'd into the air,
To us repair,
A living, moving, and harmonious noise,
Able to give the love they do create
A second state,
And charm not only all his griefs away,
And his defects restore,
But make him perfect, who, the Poets say,
Made all was ever yet made heretofore.
3
When again all these rare perfections meet,Composed in the circle of thy face,
As in their place,
So to make up of all one perfect sweet,
Who is not then so ravish'd with delight
Ev'n of thy sight,
That he can be assur'd his sense is true,
Or that he die, or live,
Or that he do enjoy himself, or you,
Or only the delights, which you did give?
1618.
Occasional Verses of Edward Lord Herbert, Baron of Cherbery and Castle-Island | ||