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Songs and sonnets (ed. by F.T. Palgrave). (Gem ed.). ed. by F.T. Palgrave
Songs and sonnets ed by FT Palgrave - ed. by F.T. Palgrave - Gem ed. Author:William Shakespeare Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: VII RED AND WHITE T F She be made of white and red, Her faults will ne'er be known; For blushing cheeks by faults are bred And fears by pale white shown... more » : Then if she fear, or be to blame, By this you shall not know,— For still her cheeks possess the same Which native she doth owe ! LOVE'S DESPAIR '""PAKE, O, take those lips away That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again ; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain ; —Seal'd in vain. chapter{Section 4IX THE LOVER'S OFFERING TT ANG there, my verse, in witness of my love : And thou, thrice-crowned Queen of night, survey With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above, Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway. O Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books, And in their barks my thoughts I'll character ; That every eye which in this forest looks Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive She. chapter{Section 5A SUPPLICATION QWEET Mistress,—what your name is else, I know not, Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine,— Less in your knowledge and your grace you show not Than our earth's wonder, more than earth, divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak ; Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit. Against my soul's pure truth why labour you To make it wander in an unknown field ? Are you a god ? would you create me new ? Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield! XI EROS AND ANTEROS A RT thou, god, to shepherd turn' d, That a maiden's heart hath burn'd ? Why, thy godhead laid apart, Warr'st thou with a woma...« less