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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXXII. The last so sweet, so balmy, so delicious!
Richard Linche (fl. 1596–1601)
THE LAST so sweet, so balmy, so delicious!
  lips, breath, and tongue, which I delight to drink on:
The first so fair, so bright, so purely precious!
  brow, eyes, and cheeks, which still I joy to think on;
But much more joy to gaze, and aye to look on.        5
  those lily rounds which ceaseless hold their moving,
From whence my prisoned eyes would ne’er be gone;
  which to such beauties are exceeding loving.
O that I might but press their dainty swelling!
  and thence depart, to which must now be hidden,        10
And which my crimson verse abstains from telling;
  because by chaste ears, I am so forbidden.
There, in the crystal-pavèd Vale of Pleasure,
Lies lockèd up, a world of richest treasure.

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