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AMORETTI: 72 by EDMUND SPENSER

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First Line: OFT WHEN MY SPIRIT DOTH SPREAD HER BOLDER WINGS
Last Line: BUT HERE ON EARTH TO HAVE SUCH HEVENS BLISSE.
Subject(s): BEAUTY;
Oft when my spirit doth spred her bolder winges,
In mind to mount up to the purest sky,
It down is weighd with thoght of earthly things,
And clogd with burden of mortality:
Where, when that soverayne beauty it doth spy,
Resembling heavens glory in her light,
Drawne with sweet pleasures bayt, it back doth fly,
And unto heaven forgets her former flight
There my fraile fancy, fed with full delight,
Doth bath in blisse, and mantleth most at ease;
Ne thinks of other heaven, but how it might
Her harts desire with most contentment please.
Hart need not wish none other happinesse,
But here on earth to have such hevens blisse.



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