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First Line: O, sweet delight, o more than human bliss
Last Line: Which till their eyes ache, let iron men envy!
Variant Title(s): Song
Subject(s): Love


O SWEET delight, O more than human bliss,
With her to live that ever loving is;
To hear her speak, whose words are so well placed,
That she by them, as they in her are graced:
Those looks to view, that feast the viewer's eye,
How blest is he that may so live and die!
Such love as this the golden times did know,
When all did reap, yet none took care to sow;
Such love as this an endless summer makes,
And all distaste from frail affection takes.
So loved, so blessed, in my beloved am I;
Which till their eyes ache, let iron men envy!





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