IDENTILIN$$ F024C09 Luttrell, f.77r-v\GL\P:GAS\o\8-14-92\C:JSC 024.C09.0HE Sappho to Philae%Lnis 024.C09.001 Where is that holy fire which verse is sayd 024.C09.002 To haue? is that enchanting force decayd? 024.C09.003 Verse, that drawes natures worke from natures law 024.C09.004 Thee, her best worke, to her worke cannot draw. 024.C09.005 Haue my Teares quenchd my old Poetique fire 024.C09.006 Why quenchd they not as well that of desire? 024.C09.007 Thoughts, my minds Creatures, often are with thee 024.C09.008 but I their Maker want their libertye: 024.C09.009 Only thine Image in my heart doth sitt 024.C09.010 but that is wax & fire environs it. 024.C09.011 My fires haue driuen, thine haue drawne it hence 024.C09.012 and I am robbd of picture heart & sence 024.C09.013 Dwells with me still mine irkesome memorye 024.C09.014 which both to keepe & loose greeues equally 024.C09.015 That tells me how faire thou art. Thou art as faire 024.C09.016 as Gods (when Gods to thee I doe compare) 024.C09.017 Are grac'd therby, & to make blind men see 024.C09.018 what thinges Gods are, I say th'are like to thee. 024.C09.019 For if we iustly call each silly man 024.C09.020 another world, what shall wee call thee than? 024.C09.021 Thou art not soft & cleere & straight & faire 024.C09.022 as Downes, & starres, Cedars, & lillyes are 024.C09.023 But thy right hand, & cheek, & eye, only 024.C09.024 are like thy other hand, & cheeke, & eye. 024.C09.025 Such was my Phao a while, but shall be neuer 024.C09.026 as thou wert, art, & (oh) mayst thou be euer. 024.C09.027 Heere louers swere in their Idolatry 024.C09.028 That I am such, but griefe discolours me, 024.C09.029 And yet I greeue y%5e%6 lesse least greife remoue 024.C09.030 my beauty, & make me vnworthy loue. 024.C09.031 Playes some soft boy with thee? oh there wants yet 024.C09.032 A mut>u%Jmutuall%K<] feeling that should sweeten it [CW:om] 024.C09.033 /His/ chinne a thorny hayry vn-euennesse [77v] 024.C09.034 doth threaten, & some dayly change possesse 024.C09.035 /Thy/ body is a naturall paradise 024.C09.036 in whose selfe vn-manur'd all pleasure lyes 024.C09.037 Nor needs Perfection. why shouldst thou than 024.C09.038 admitt y%5e%6 tillage of a harsh rough man? 024.C09.039 Men leaue behind them that which their sinne showes 024.C09.040 and are as Theeues trac'd, w%5ch%6 robb when it snowes 024.C09.041 But of o%5r%6 dallyance no more signes there are 024.C09.042 Then fishes leaue in streames or birdes in Ayre. 024.C09.043 And betweene vs all sweetnes may be had 024.C09.044 All all that nature yeelds or Art can adde. 024.C09.045 My %Jtoo%K[Mvar:>%Jtwo%K<] lipps, eyes, thighs, differ from thy two 024.C09.046 but so as thine from one another doe 024.C09.047 And (oh) no more, the likenes being such 024.C09.048 Why should they not alike in all parts touch? 024.C09.049 Hand to strange hand, lipp to lipp none denyes 024.C09.050 Why should thy brest to brest, or thighs to thighs? 024.C09.051 Likenes begets such strange selfe flatterye 024.C09.052 That touching myselfe, all seemes donne to thee 024.C09.053 Myselfe I embrace & my owne hands I kisse 024.C09.054 and amorously thanke myselfe for this 024.C09.055 Mee in my glasse I call thee. But alas 024.C09.056 when I would kisse, Teares dim%Me my sight & glasse 024.C09.057 oh cure this louing madnesse, & restore 024.C09.058 me to me, thee, my halfe, my all, my more 024.C09.059 So may thy cheekes red out-weare scarlett dye 024.C09.060 and their white, whitenes of y%5e%6 Galaxy 024.C09.061 So may thy mighty amazing beauty moue 024.C09.062 Envy in all women & in all men loue. 024.C09.063 And so be change & sicknes far from thee 024.C09.064 As thou by com%Ming neere keepst them from me. [CW:>>ffaire<<] 024.C09.0SS [om] 024.C09.0$$ %1Even-numbered ll. ind 2 sp.; title framed w/3 dashes above & below; virgules in ll. 33, 35 are scribal%2