Second
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Something more than
Taffata or tissue can,
Or rampant feather, or rich fan.
Taffata or tissue can,
Or rampant feather, or rich fan.
A face that’s best
By its own beauty drest,
And can alone command the rest:
By its own beauty drest,
And can alone command the rest:
A face made up
Out of no other shop
Than what Nature’s white hand sets ope.
Out of no other shop
Than what Nature’s white hand sets ope.
Sydneian showers
Of sweet discourse, whose powers
Can crown old Winter’s head with flowers.
Of sweet discourse, whose powers
Can crown old Winter’s head with flowers.
Whate’er delight
Can make day’s forehead bright
Or give down to the wings of night.
Can make day’s forehead bright
Or give down to the wings of night.
Soft silken hours,
Open suns, shady bowers;
’Bove all, nothing within that lowers.
Open suns, shady bowers;
’Bove all, nothing within that lowers.
Days, that need borrow
No part of their good morrow
From a fore-spent night of sorrow:
No part of their good morrow
From a fore-spent night of sorrow:
Days, that in spite
Of darkness, by the light
Of a clear mind are day all night.
Of darkness, by the light
Of a clear mind are day all night.
Life, that dares send
A challenge to his end,
And when it comes, say, ‘Welcome, friend.’
A challenge to his end,
And when it comes, say, ‘Welcome, friend.’
I wish her store
Of worth may leave her poor
Of wishes; and I wish no more.
Of worth may leave her poor
Of wishes; and I wish no more.
—Now, if Time knows
That Her, whose radiant brows
Weave them a garland of my vows;
That Her, whose radiant brows
Weave them a garland of my vows;
