Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Parthenophil and ParthenopheSonnet LXXI. Those hairs of angels gold, thy natures treasure
Barnabe Barnes (1569?1609)T
(For thou, by Nature, angel-like art framed!)
Those lovely brows, broad bridges of sweet pleasure,
Arch two clear springs of Graces gracious named;
There Graces infinite do bathe and sport!
Under, on both sides, those two precious hills,
Where P
Her couch, with snowy lilies, P
But V
There, they, with silent tokens, do dispute
Whilst P
And all the Graces, judgers there sit mute
To give their verdict; till great J
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