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TO DELIA: 8, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Thou poor heart, sacrificed unto the fairest
Last Line: Tis not disdain must make me leave to love her.
Subject(s): Love


Thou poor heart, sacrificed unto the fairest,
Hast sent the incense of thy sighs to heaven,
And still against her frowns fresh vows repairest,
And made thy passions with her beauty even.
And you, mine eyes, the agents of my heart,
Told the dumb message of my hidden grief,
And oft with careful turns, with silent art,
Did treat the cruel fair to yield relief.
And you, my verse, the advocates of love,
Have followed hard the process of my case,
And urged that title which doth plainly prove
My faith should win, if justice might have place.
Yet though I see that nought we do can move her,
'Tis not disdain must make me leave to love her.





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