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Affection for a Lady he never saw.
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Affection for a Lady he never saw.
[I]
O now I find 'tis nought but FateThat makes us either love or hate;
Yet I have heard the wiser tell,
Love onely doth with Beauty dwell;
And that the Eye the thief must play,
To steal each others heart away.
But 'tis not so I find with me,
For I love one I ne're did see.
II
There's a Divinity in Love,That doth inspire us from above;
Which needs no tutoring from the eyes,
To make our hearts to Sympathize.
Such Noble and Platonick fires,
Will know no Object for desires:
But Love's the good that dwels with thee,
Although thy self they ne're did see.
III
Thy soul, not this, or t'other part,Hath sent her Cupids to my heart;
And there like little Angels tell,
What hidden vertues in thee dwell,
Prompting my reason to suppose
Thy Shape's Angelicall like those;
Which I shall pray I ne're may see,
Lest I should more distracted be.
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