| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | My Spotless Love Hovers with Purest Wings | | By Samuel Daniel (1562–1619) |
| | | MY spotless love hovers with purest wings, | |
| About the temple of the proudest frame, | |
| Where blaze those lights, fairest of earthly things, | |
| Which clear our clouded world with brightest flame. | |
| My ambitious thoughts, confinèd in her face, | 5 |
| Affect no honour but what she can give; | |
| My hopes do rest in limits of her grace; | |
| I weigh no comfort unless she relieve. | |
| For she, that can my heart imparadise, | |
| Holds in her fairest hand what dearest is; | 10 |
| My Fortune’s wheel’s the circle of her eyes, | |
| Whose rolling grace deign once a turn of bliss. | |
| All my life’s sweet consists in her alone; | |
| So much I love the most Unloving one. | | | | |
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