IDENTILIN$$  F024CT1  Trinity Cambridge MS r.3.12., pp.87-89\GL\P:GAS\mf\10-10-95\C:JSC
024.CT1.0HE  %3Sapho to Philae%Lnis%4
024.CT1.001  Where is that holy fire w%5ch%6 verse is said
024.CT1.002  To haue? Is y%5t%6 inchanting force decay'de?
024.CT1.003  Verse y%5t%6 drawes Natures works to Natures lawe,
024.CT1.004  Thee, her best worke to her worke, cannot drawe
024.CT1.005  Haue my teares quench'd my old Poetique fire?
024.CT1.006  Why quench'd they not aswell that of Desire?
024.CT1.007  Thoughts (my mindes Creatures) often are w%5th%6 thee
024.CT1.008  But I their Maker want their libertie.
024.CT1.009  Only thine Image in my hart doth sitt
024.CT1.010  But that is waxe; & ffires enuiron it.
024.CT1.011  My fires haue driuen, thine, haue drawne it hence
024.CT1.012  And I am robb'd of Picture, Hart, and Sence.
024.CT1.013  Dwells w%5th%6 mee still mine Irksome Memorie
024.CT1.014  W%5ch%6 both to keep and loose, Grieues equally.
024.CT1.015  That tells mee how faire thou art: Thou art so faire
024.CT1.016  As Gods, (when Gods to thee I doe compare)
024.CT1.017  Are grac'd thereby, & to make blindmen see [CW:What]
024.CT1.018  What things Gods are, I say they're like to thee [88]
024.CT1.019  ffor if wee iustly call each silly man
024.CT1.020  A litle world, what shall we call thee than
024.CT1.021  Thou art not softe, & cleare, & straight, & faire
024.CT1.022  As Downe, as Starrs, as Cae%Lders, & Lillies are.
024.CT1.023  But thy right hand, & cheeke, and eye only
024.CT1.024  Are like thy other hand, & cheeke, and eye
024.CT1.025  Such was my Phao a while, but shall bee neuer
024.CT1.026  As thou wast, art, and (oh) maist bee euer.
024.CT1.027  Here Louers sweare in their Idolatrie
024.CT1.028  That I am such; but griefe discollours mee
024.CT1.029  And yet I grieue y%5e%6 less, least griefe remoue
024.CT1.030  My Beautie, & make mee vnworthy of thy loue
024.CT1.031  Playes some soft Boy w%5th%6 thee, oh there wants yet
024.CT1.032  A mutuall feeling w%5ch%6 should sweeten it.
024.CT1.033  His chin, a thorny, hairy vneuennesse
024.CT1.034  Doth threaten, & some daily change possesse.
024.CT1.035  My Bodie is a naturall Paradise
024.CT1.036  In whose self vnmanur'd all pleasures lyes
024.CT1.037  Nor need perfection; why should'st thou than
024.CT1.038  Admitt y%5e%6 tillage of a harsh rough man?
024.CT1.039  Men leaue behind them y%5t%6 w%5ch%6 their sinne showes
024.CT1.040  And are as theeues trac'd, w%5ch%6 robb when it snowes
024.CT1.041  But of our Dalliance no more signes there are
024.CT1.042  Then fishes leaue in streames, or birds in ayre
024.CT1.043  And betweene vs all sweetness may bee had. [CW:All]
024.CT1.044  All y%5t%6 all Nature yeilds, or Art can adde [89]
024.CT1.045  My two lipps, eyes, Thighes, differ from thy twoe
024.CT1.046  But so as thine from one another doe
024.CT1.047  And (oh,) no more, the likeness being such 
024.CT1.048  Why should they not alike in all parts touch
024.CT1.049  Hand to strange hand, lipp to lipp none denyes
024.CT1.050  Why should thy breast to breast, or thighes to thighes?
024.CT1.051  Likenes begetts such strange self flatterie
024.CT1.052  That touching my self all seems done to thee
024.CT1.053  My self I embrace, & myne owne hands I kisse,
024.CT1.054  And amorouslie thanck my self for this.
024.CT1.055  Mee in my Glasse I call thee:  But alasse,
024.CT1.056  When I would kiss, teares dimm mine eyes, & glasse
024.CT1.057  O cure this louing Madnesse, and restore.
024.CT1.058  Mee, to mee, thee my half, my All, my More
024.CT1.059  So may thy Cheeks-red, out weare skarlet dye
024.CT1.060  And their white whiteness of the Gallerie
024.CT1.061  So may thy mightie amazeing Beautie moue
024.CT1.062  Enuy in all woemen, and in all men loue.
024.CT1.063  And soe bee change & sicknes farr from thee
024.CT1.064  As thou by coming neare keep'st them from mee.|
024.CT1.0SS  [squiggle]
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