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First Line: O eyes which do the spheres of beauty move
Last Line: Wracks triumphs be, which love (high set) doth breed.
Subject(s): Love; Stars


O eyes, which do the spheres of beauty move,
Whose beams be joys, whose joys all virtues be,
Who, while they make love conquer, conquer love;
The schools where Venus hath learned chastity;
O eyes, where humble looks most glorious prove,
Only loved tyrants, just in cruelty;
Do not, O do not, from poor me remove;
Keep still my zenith, ever shine on me.
For though I never see them, but straight ways
My life forgets to nourish languished sprites;
Yet still on me, O eyes, dart down your rays;
And if from majesty of sacred lights,
Oppressing mortal sense, my death proceed,
Wracks triumphs be, which love (high set) doth breed.





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