Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.
Vol. II. The Seventeenth Century: Ben Jonson to Dryden | | | | Upon Combing Her Hair | | By Lord Herbert of Cherbury (1583–1648) |
| | | BREAKING from under that thy cloudy veil, | |
| Open and shine yet more, shine out more clear, | |
| Thou glorious, golden beam of darling hair, | |
| Even till my wonder-stricken senses fail. | |
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| Shine out in light, and shine those rays on far, | 5 |
| Thou much more fair than is the Queen of Love | |
| When she doth comb her on her sphere above, | |
| And from a planet turns a blazing star. | |
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| Nay, thou art greater too, more destiny | |
| Depends on thee, than on her influence; | 10 |
| No hair thy fatal hand doth now dispense | |
| But to some one a thread of life must be. | |
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| While gracious unto me, thou both dost sunder | |
| Those glories which, if they united were, | |
| Might have amazed sense, and shew’st each hair | 15 |
| Which if alone had been too great a wonder. | |
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| But stay, methinks new beauties do arise | |
| While she withdraws these glories which were spread; | |
| Wonder of beauties, set thy radiant head, | |
| And strike out day from thy yet fairer eyes. | 20 | | | |
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