Sonnet I: His Favour
At rest she lieth down within her bed, Doth close long lidded eyes, though not to sleep In her repose for soft, round limbs to rest; And then, in longing yet, her thoughts toward him: Of words so...
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So sweet, that dreameth she, when dark the night, Of he, her sweetness knew, and were as sweet His understanding, patient of her thought, That grew, to her remembrance, by the hour. In these, as felt...
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