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I	A
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Fair is my Love and cruel as she 's fair	B
Her brow shades frown although her eyes are sunny	C
Her smiles are lightning though her pride despair	B
And her disdains are gall her favours honey	C
A modest maid deck'd with a blush of honour	B
Whose feet do tread green paths of youth and love	D
The wonder of all eyes that look upon her	B
Sacred on earth design'd a Saint above	D
Chastity and Beauty which were deadly foes	E
Live reconcil egrave d friends within her brow	B
And had she Pity to conjoin with those	E
Then who had heard the plaints I utter now	B
For had she not been fair and thus unkind	F
My Muse had slept and none had known my mind	F
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II	A
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My spotless love hovers with purest wings	G
About the temple of the proudest frame	H
Where blaze those lights fairest of earthly things	G
Which clear our clouded world with brightest flame	H
My ambitious thoughts confin egrave d in her face	I
Affect no honour but what she can give	J
My hopes do rest in limits of her grace	I
I weigh no comfort unless she relieve	K
For she that can my heart imparadise	I
Holds in her fairest hand what dearest is	I
My Fortune's wheel 's the circle of her eyes	I
Whose rolling grace deign once a turn of bliss	I
All my life's sweet consists in her alone	L
So much I love the most Unloving one	M
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III	A
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And yet I cannot reprehend the flight	N
Or blame th' attempt presuming so to soar	B
The mounting venture for a high delight	N
Did make the honour of the fall the more	B
For who gets wealth that puts not from the shore	B
Danger hath honour great designs their fame	H
Glory doth follow courage goes before	B
And though th' event oft answers not the same	H
Suffice that high attempts have never shame	H
The mean observer whom base safety keeps	I
Lives without honour dies without a name	H
And in eternal darkness ever sleeps	I
And therefore Delia 'tis to me no blot	O
To have attempted tho' attain'd thee not	O
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IV	K
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When men shall find thy flow'r thy glory pass	I
And thou with careful brow sitting alone	L
Receiv egrave d hast this message from thy glass	I
That tells the truth and says that All is gone	P
Fresh shalt thou see in me the wounds thou mad'st	Q
Though spent thy flame in me the heat remaining	R
I that have loved thee thus before thou fad'st	Q
My faith shall wax when thou art in thy waning	R
The world shall find this miracle in me	C
That fire can burn when all the matter 's spent	S
Then what my faith hath been thyself shalt see	C
And that thou wast unkind thou may'st repent	S
Thou may'st repent that thou hast scorn'd my tears	I
When Winter snows upon thy sable hairs	I
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V	C
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Beauty sweet Love is like the morning dew	T
Whose short refresh upon the tender green	U
Cheers for a time but till the sun doth show	V
And straight 'tis gone as it had never been	W
Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish	X
Short is the glory of the blushing rose	I
The hue which thou so carefully dost nourish	X
Yet which at length thou must be forced to lose	I
When thou surcharged with burthen of thy years	I
Shalt bend thy wrinkles homeward to the earth	Y
And that in Beauty's Lease expired appears	I
The Date of Age the Calends of our Death	Z
But ah no more this must not be foretold	A2
For women grieve to think they must be old	A2
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VI	K
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I must not grieve my Love whose eyes would read	B2
Lines of delight whereon her youth might smile	C2
Flowers have time before they come to seed	D2
And she is young and now must sport the while	C2
And sport Sweet Maid in season of these years	I
And learn to gather flowers before they wither	B
And where the sweetest blossom first appears	I
Let Love and Youth conduct thy pleasures thither	B
Lighten forth smiles to clear the clouded air	B
And calm the tempest which my sighs do raise	I
Pity and smiles do best become the fair	B
Pity and smiles must only yield thee praise	I
Make me to say when all my griefs are gone	P
Happy the heart that sighed for such a one	M
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VII	K
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Let others sing of Knights and Paladines	I
In ag egrave d accents and untimely words	I
Paint shadows in imaginary lines	I
Which well the reach of their high wit records	I
But I must sing of thee and those fair eyes	I
Authentic shall my verse in time to come	E2
When yet th' unborn shall say Lo where she lies	I
Whose beauty made him speak that else was dumb	E2
These are the arcs the trophies I erect	F2
That fortify thy name against old age	G2
And these thy sacred virtues must protect	F2
Against the Dark and Time's consuming rage	G2
Though th' error of my youth in them appear	B
Suffice they show I lived and loved thee dear	B

Samuel Daniel

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