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AMORETTI: 9 by EDMUND SPENSER

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First Line: LONG-WHILE I SOUGHT TO WHAT I MIGHT COMPARE
Last Line: WHOSE LIGHT DOTH LIGHTEN ALL THAT HERE WE SEE.
Subject(s): EYES;
Long-while I sought to what I might compare
Those powrefull eies which lighten my dark spright;
Yet find I nought on earth to which I dare
Resemble th' ymage of their goodly light.
Not to the sun; for they doo shine by night:
Nor to the moone; for they are changed never:
Nor to the starres; for they have purer sight:
Nor to the fire; for they consume not ever:
Nor to the lightning; for they still persever:
Nor to the diamond; for they are more tender:
Nor unto christall; for nought may them sever:
Nor unto glasse; such basenesse mought offend her.
Then to the Maker selfe they likest be,
Whose light doth lighten all that here we see.



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