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William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1640], Poems: vvritten by Wil. Shake-speare. Gent (Printed... by Tho. Cotes, and are to be sold by Iohn Benson [etc.], London) [word count] [S11600]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
Mine eye hath play'd the Painter and hath steeld,
Thy beauties forme in table of my heart, My body is the frame wherein ti's held, And perspective it is best Painters Art. For through the Painter must you see his skill, To finde where your true Image pictur'd lies, Which in my bosomes shop is hanging still, That hath his windowes glazed with thine eyes: Now see what good-turnes eyes for eyes have done, Mine eyes have drawne thy shape, and thine for me Are windowes to my brest, where through the Sun Delights to peepe, to gaze therein on thee Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art They draw but what they see, know not the heart.
William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1640], Poems: vvritten by Wil. Shake-speare. Gent (Printed... by Tho. Cotes, and are to be sold by Iohn Benson [etc.], London) [word count] [S11600]. |
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