POEM: SONNETS
* * * Virtue, beauty, and speech, did strike, wound, charm, My heart, eyes, ears, with wonder, love, delight, First, second, last, did bind, enforce, and arm, His works, shows, suits, with wit, grace, and vows might, Thus honour, lik九九藏书ing, trust, much, far, and deep, Held, pierced, possessed, my judgment, sense, and will, Till wrongs, contempt, deceit, did grow, steal, creep, Bands, favour, faith, to break, defile, and kill, Then grief, unkindness, proof
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, took, kindled, taught, Well-grounded, noble, due, spite, rage, disdain: But ah, alas! in vain my mind, sight, thought, Doth him, his face, his words, leave, shun, refrain. For nothing, time, nor place, can loose, quench,九九藏书网 ease Mine own embraced, sought, knot, fire, disease.Yet will not I grief, ashes, thraldom change For others ease, their fruit, or free estate; So brave a shot, dear fire, and beauty strange, Bid me pierce, burn, and bind, long time a九九藏书网nd late, And in my wounds, my flames, and bonds, I find A salve, fresh air, and bright contented mind.
The dart, the beams, the sting, so strong I prove, Which my chief part doth pass through, parch, and tie, That of the stroke, the heat, a九九藏书网nd knot of love, Wounded, inflamed, knit to the death, I die.
Hardened and cold, far from affections snare Was once my mind, my temper, and my life; While I that sight, desire, and vow forbare, Which to avoid, quench, lose, nought boasted strife.