Fayre lovely Ladie, whose Angelique eyes Are Vestall Candles of sweet Beauties Treasure, Whose speech is able to inchaunt the wise, Converting Ioy to Paine, and Paine to Pleasure; Accept this simple Toy of my Soules Dutie, Which I present unto thy matchles Beautie, And albeit the gift be all too meane, Too meane an Offring for thine Ivorie Shrine; Yet must thy Beautie my iust blame susteane, Since it is mortall, but thy selfe divine. Then (Noble Ladie) take in gentle worth, This new-borne Babe which here my Muse brings forth. Your Honours most affectionate and perpetually devoted Shepheard: DAPHNIS. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ECHO [OR, ECHOES] by THOMAS MOORE AT THE SHRINE by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK GREAT BELL ROLAND; SUGGESTED BY PRESIDENT'S CALL VOLUNTEERS by THEODORE TILTON DAWN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS THE ACHARNIANS: IN PRAISE OF THE POET by ARISTOPHANES THE COMPLAINT by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |