Sonnet 3. Beauties born of heavens, my soul’s delight Beauties born of heavens, my soul’s delight, The only cause which I care to see, You in my heart let no dark sorrows be, You from mine eyes banish all show of night: With purest beams you lighten to my sight, Of your divinesse in the majesty; You in my heart from shrine of deity Shine in all glory, by love’s fairest light. Blest be mine eyes, by whom my heart was brought To vow to you, all my devotions; Blest be my heart by whom mine eyes where taught Only to joy in your perfections: O only fair, to you I live and move; You for yourself, myself for you I love. |
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