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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.

Then Love Be Judge


THOSE eyes that set my fancy on a fire,

Those crispèd hairs that hold my heart in chains,

Those dainty hands which conquered my desire,

That wit which of my thoughts doth hold the reins:

Then Love be judge, what heart may there withstand

Such eyes, such head, such wit, and such a hand?

Those eyes for clearness doth the stars surpass,

Those hairs obscure the brightness of the sun,

Those hands more white than ever ivory was,

That wit even to the skies hath glory won.

O eyes that pierce the skies without remorse!

O hairs of light that wear a royal crown!

O hands that conquer more than Cæsar’s force!

O wit that turns huge kingdoms upside down!