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A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 22, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: And would you see my mistress' face?
Last Line: And this is that my soul pursueth.
Subject(s): Beauty; Courtship; Love


And would you see my mistress' face?
It is a flowery garden place,
Where knots of beauties have such grace
That all is work and nowhere space.
It is a sweet delicious morn,
Where day is breeding, never born;
It is a meadow yet unshorn
Which thousand flowers do adorn.
It is the heaven's bright reflex,
Weak eyes to dazzle and to vex;
It is the Idea of her sex,
Envy of whom doth world perplex.
It is a face of death that smiles,
Pleasing though it kills the whiles,
Where death and love in pretty wiles
Each other mutually beguiles.
It is fair beauty's freshest youth,
It is the feigned Elysium's truth,
The spring that wintered hearts reneweth;
And this is that my soul pursueth.






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