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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XXXVIII. Fair matchless Nymph, respect but what I crave!
Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623)
FAIR matchless Nymph, respect but what I crave!
My thoughts are true, and honour is my love.
I fainting die, whom yet a smile might save.
You gave the wound, and can the hurt remove.
  Those eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night;        5
And cheeks, like rubies pale in lilies dyed;
Those ebon [ivory] hands that darting have such might:
That in my soul, my love and life divide.
  Accept the Passions of a man possesst!
Let love be loved, and grant me leave to live!        10
Disperse those clouds that darkened have my rest;
And let your heaven, a sunlike smile but give!
  Then shall I praise that heaven for such a sun;
  That saved my life, when as my grief begun.

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