And melts as soon with Love's warm glow.
But then,
While that receives an early stain,
Thy purer bosom doth still pure remain.
Since, to my mind,
I cannot find
A simile of any kind,
I argue hence
Thou art the sense
And spirit of all excellence;
And melts as soon with Love's warm glow.
But then,
While that receives an early stain,
Thy purer bosom doth still pure remain.
Since, to my mind,
I cannot find
A simile of any kind,
I argue hence
Thou art the sense
And spirit of all excellence;