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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONNET, by ARTHUR GORGES Poet's Biography First Line: Her face - her tongue - her wytt Last Line: To serve to truste to feare. Subject(s): Love | |||
Her face Her tongue Her wytt So faier So sweete So sharpe first bent then drewe then hitt myne eye myne eare my harte Myn eye Myne eare My harte to lyke to learne to love her face her tongue her wytt doth leade doth teache doth move Her face Her tongue Her wytt with beames with sounde with arte doth blynd doth charm doth knitt myn eye myne eare my harte Myne eye Myne eare My harte with lyfe with hope with skill her face her tongue her witt doth feede doth feaste doth fyll O face O tongue O wytt with frownes with checks with smarte wronge not vex nott wounde not myne eye myne eare my harte This eye This eare This harte shall Joye shall yeald shall swear her face her tongue her witt to serve to truste to feare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A PASTORALL UNFYNYSHED by ARTHUR GORGES AN ECOLOGE BETWEN A SHEPHEARDE AND A HEARDMAN by ARTHUR GORGES |
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