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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
 
Phillis
Sonnet XXVII. Fair eyes, whilst fearful I your fair admire
Thomas Lodge (1558–1625)
 
FAIR eyes, whilst fearful I your fair admire,
By unexpressèd sweetness that I gain,
My memory of sorrow doth expire,
And falcon-like I tower joy’s heavens amain,
  But when your suns in oceans of their glory        5
Shut up their day-bright shine, I die for thought;
So pass my joys as doth a new-played story,
And one poor sigh breaths all delight to naught.
  So to myself I live not, but for you;
For you I live, and you I love, but none else.        10
Oh then, fair eyes, whose light I live to view,
Or poor forlorn despised to live alone else,
  Look sweet, since from the pith of contemplation
  Love gathereth life, and living, breedeth passion.
 
 
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