 | Poems (1983) |  |
[Were ever eyes of such devinitie]
[1]
Were ever eyes of such devinitieDevine? Noe they are of the Gods
And soe have ods,
Of the Gods? Noe, more of Eternitie;
They are blew, sure they are then heavens sky
Firmly
Kings they rule and commaund,
Motives of government doe ly
To their imply
Readely
And soe att mercy stand,
2
Bee they nott two suns, most shininglyBeaming? Noe they are meators rare
Without compare,
Meators noe? Thunderbolts killingly
Were they of Gods, they would deale beningly
Gently
Two sunns were never seene
Att once, devinitie
Doth that deny
Really
Butt lightnings oft have binn,
3
Lightnings O noe, they are induring,And bright, are they nott Cupids eyes
Falen from the skies
While hee is doubly blinded in aluring?
Shall I yett name them must, O then say
202
They are of Gods, of eyes,
Of the heavens, of ayre most bright,
Of purest light,
Fierce sight,
Yett sweetest under skies.
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