To a Lady Who Ask'd, What He Chiefly Admir'd in Her?
All over I'm in Love with Thee,
As Thou all over lovely art;
There's not a Part but pleases Me,
Except thy proud ungentle Heart.
Your Beauty's Light is evident,
Tho' where, or how, we cannot say;
Thus unseen Stars i' th' Ee ment,
United, make the Milky Way.
Whoever loves your Eyes alone,
A kind Look only should be his;
And he, whose Lips but dwell upon
The Praise of Yours, should lose his Kiss.
I love each Charm, each Grace alike,
And to them All give all my Heart:
Love did my Breast too deeply strike,
For Me to know, or name the Dart.
As Thou all over lovely art;
There's not a Part but pleases Me,
Except thy proud ungentle Heart.
Your Beauty's Light is evident,
Tho' where, or how, we cannot say;
Thus unseen Stars i' th' Ee ment,
United, make the Milky Way.
Whoever loves your Eyes alone,
A kind Look only should be his;
And he, whose Lips but dwell upon
The Praise of Yours, should lose his Kiss.
I love each Charm, each Grace alike,
And to them All give all my Heart:
Love did my Breast too deeply strike,
For Me to know, or name the Dart.
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