Parthenophil and Parthenophe - Part 85
From Eastes bed roasie, whence Aurora riseth
Be thy cheekes figur'd, which their beames display
In smiles: whose sight myne hart with ioy surpriseth,
And which my fancies flowers do fayre aray,
Chear'd with the gracious dewes of her regarde:
The West, whence euening comes, her frowning brow,
Where discontentment plowes his furroes harde,
(There doth she burie her affections now)
The North whence stormes, with mistes and frostes proceede,
My blacke dispayer, long sorrowes, and cold feare:
The South whence showers, in great abundance breede,
And where hot sunne doth to Meridian reare,
Mine eyes whose obiectes naught but teares requier,
And my soft hart consum'd with rage of fier.
Be thy cheekes figur'd, which their beames display
In smiles: whose sight myne hart with ioy surpriseth,
And which my fancies flowers do fayre aray,
Chear'd with the gracious dewes of her regarde:
The West, whence euening comes, her frowning brow,
Where discontentment plowes his furroes harde,
(There doth she burie her affections now)
The North whence stormes, with mistes and frostes proceede,
My blacke dispayer, long sorrowes, and cold feare:
The South whence showers, in great abundance breede,
And where hot sunne doth to Meridian reare,
Mine eyes whose obiectes naught but teares requier,
And my soft hart consum'd with rage of fier.
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