And stars do mine become; being all possest
Even in that way that is the best.
[THE PERSON]
I
Ye Sacred limbs,
A richer blazon I will lay
On you than first I found:
That like celestial kings,
Ye might with ornaments of joy
And stars do mine become; being all possest
Even in that way that is the best.
Ye Sacred limbs,
A richer blazon I will lay
On you than first I found:
That like celestial kings,
Ye might with ornaments of joy