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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXV. Seven are the Lights that wander in the skies
Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623)
SEVEN are the Lights that wander in the skies:
And at these seven, I wonder in my Love.
To see the Moon how pale she doth arise;
Standing amazed, as though she durst not move:
  So is my Sweet, much paler than the snow;        5
Constant her looks, those looks that cannot change.
MERCURY the next, a god sweet-tongued we know;
But her sweet voice doth wonders speak more strange.
  The rising Sun doth boast him of his pride;
And yet my Love is far more fair than he.        10
The warlike MARS can wieldless weapons guide;
But yet that god is far more weak than She.
  The lovely VENUS seemeth to be fair;
But at her best, my Love is far more bright.
SATURN, for age, with groans doth dim the air;        15
Whereas my Love, with smiles doth give it light.
  Gaze at her brows, where heaven engrafted is;
  Then sigh, and swear, There is no heaven but this.

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