Amour 48 -
Who list to praise the dayes delicious lyght,
Let him compare it to her heavenly eye:
The sun-beames to that lustre of her sight,
So may the learned like the similie.
The mornings Crimson, to her lyps alike,
The sweet of Eden , to her breathes perfume,
The fayre Elizia , to her fayrer cheeke,
Unto her veynes, the onely Phaenix plume.
The Angels tresses, to her tressed hayre,
The Galixia , to her more then white:
Praysing the fayrest, compare it to my faire,
Still naming her, in naming all delight.
So may he grace all these in her alone,
Superlative in all comparison.
Let him compare it to her heavenly eye:
The sun-beames to that lustre of her sight,
So may the learned like the similie.
The mornings Crimson, to her lyps alike,
The sweet of Eden , to her breathes perfume,
The fayre Elizia , to her fayrer cheeke,
Unto her veynes, the onely Phaenix plume.
The Angels tresses, to her tressed hayre,
The Galixia , to her more then white:
Praysing the fayrest, compare it to my faire,
Still naming her, in naming all delight.
So may he grace all these in her alone,
Superlative in all comparison.
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