Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume VII. Descriptive: Narrative. 1904. | | | | Descriptive Poems: I. Personal: Great Writers | | Sir Philip Sidney | | Matthew Roydon (fl. 15801622) |
| | From An Elegy on a Friends Passion for His Astrophill |
| WITHIN these woods of Arcadia | |
| He chiefe delight and pleasure tooke, | |
| And on the mountaine Parthenie, | |
| Upon the chrystall liquid brooke, | |
| The Muses met him evry day, | 5 |
| That taught him sing, to write, and say. | |
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| When he descended downe the mount, | |
| His personage seemed most divine, | |
| A thousand graces one might count | |
| Upon his lovely, cheerfull eine; | 10 |
| To heare him speake and sweetly smile, | |
| You were in Paradise the while. | |
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| A sweet attractive kinde of grace, | |
| A full assurance given by lookes, | |
| Continuall comfort in a face, | 15 |
| The lineaments of Gospell bookes; | |
| I trowe that countenance cannot lie, | |
| Whose thoughts are legible in the eie. | |
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| Was never eie did see that face, | |
| Was never eare did heare that tong, | 20 |
| Was never minde did minde his grace, | |
| That ever thought the travell long; | |
| But eies, and eares, and evry thought, | |
| Were with his sweet perfection caught. | | | |
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