IDENTILIN$$  F02400G  1669 ed., pp.195-197.  G.L.\P&C:MEL\L,CtY,TxAM\10-25-07
024.00G.0HE  %X%1Sapho%2 to %1Philae%Lnis%2.
024.00G.001  W%+Here is that holy fire, which %1Verse%2 is said
024.00G.002  To have? is that inchanting force decay'd?
024.00G.003  %1Verse%2 that draws %1Natures%2 work, from %1Natures%2 law,
024.00G.004  Thee, her best work, to her work cannot draw.
024.00G.005  Have my tears quench'd my old %1Poetique%2 fire;
024.00G.006  Why quench'd they not as well, that of %1desire%2?
024.00G.007  Thoughts, my minds creatures, often are with thee,
024.00G.008  But I, their maker, want their liberty;
024.00G.009  Onely thine image, in my heart, doth sit,
024.00G.010  But that is wax, and fires environ it.
024.00G.011  My fires have driven, thine have drawn it hence;
024.00G.012  And I am rob'd of %1Picture, Heart%2, and %1Sense%2.
024.00G.013  Dwells with me still, mine irksome %1Memory%2:
024.00G.014  Which, both to keep, and lose grieves equally.
024.00G.015  That tells me how fair thou art:  Thou art so fair,
024.00G.016  As %1gods%2, when %1gods%2 to thee I do compare,
024.00G.017  Are grac'd thereby;  And to make blinde men see,
024.00G.018  What things %1gods%2 are, I say they'are like to thee,
024.00G.019  For, if we justly call each silly %1man%2
024.00G.020  A %1little world%2, what shall we call thee than? [CW:Thou]
024.00G.021  Thou art not soft, and clear, and straight, and fair, [p.196]
024.00G.022  As, %1Downe%2, as %1Stars, Cedars%2, and %1Lillies%2 are,
024.00G.023  But thy right hand, and cheek, and eye onely
024.00G.024  Are like thy other hand, and cheek, and eye.
024.00G.025  Such was my %1Phao%2 a while, but shall be never,
024.00G.026  As thou, wast, art, and, oh, maist thou be ever.
024.00G.027  Here lovers swear in their %1Idolatry%2,
024.00G.028  That I am such; but %1Grief%2 discolours me.
024.00G.029  And yet I grieve the less, lest grief remove
024.00G.030  My beauty, and make me unworthy of thy love.
024.00G.031  Playes some soft boy with thee, oh there wants yet
024.00G.032  A mutual feeling which should sweeten it.
024.00G.033  His chin, a thorny hairy unevenness
024.00G.034  Doth threaten, and some daily change possess.
024.00G.035  Thy body is a natural %1Paradise%2,
024.00G.036  In whose self, unmanur'd, all pleasure lies,
024.00G.037  Nor needs %1perfection%2; why shouldst thou than
024.00G.038  Admit the tillage of a harsh rough man?
024.00G.039  Men leave behind them that which their sin shows,
024.00G.040  And are, as theeves trac'd, which rob when it snows,
024.00G.041  But of our dallyance no more signs there are,
024.00G.042  Than %1fishes%2 leave in streames, or %1Birds%2 in air.
024.00G.043  And between us all sweetness may be had;
024.00G.044  All, all that %1Nature%2 yeelds, or %1Art%2 can adde.
024.00G.045  My two lips, eyes, thighs, differ from thy two,
024.00G.046  But so, as thine from one another do:
024.00G.047  And, oh, no more; the likeness being such,
024.00G.048  Why should they not alike in all parts touch?
024.00G.049  Hand to strange hand, lip to lip none denies;
024.00G.050  Why should they brest to brest, or thighs to thighs?
024.00G.051  Likeness begets such strange self-flatterie,
024.00G.052  That touching my self all seems done to thee.
024.00G.053  My self I embrace, and mine own hands I kiss,
024.00G.054  And amorously thank my self for this. [CW:Me,]
024.00G.055  Me, in my glass, I call thee; But alas, [p.197]
024.00G.056  When I would kiss, tears dim mine %1eyes%2, and %1glass%2.
024.00G.057  O cure this loving madness, and restore
024.00G.058  Me to me; thee my %1half%2, my %1all%2, my %1more%2.
024.00G.059  So may thy cheeks red outwear scarlet die,
024.00G.060  And their white, whiteness of the %1Galaxy%2,
024.00G.061  So may thy mighty amazing beauty move
024.00G.062  %1Envy%2 in all %1women%2, and in all %1men love%2,
024.00G.063  And so be change and sickness far from thee,
024.00G.064  As thou by coming near, keep'st them from me.
024.00G.0SSom  
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