Caelica, you that excel in flesh and wit, In whose sweet heart love doth both ebb and flow, Returning faith more than it took from it, Whence doth the change the world thus speaks on grow? If worthiness do joy to be admired, My soul, you know, only be-wonders you; If beauty's glory be to be desired, My heart is nothing else; what need you new? If loving joy of worths beloved be, And joys not simple, but still mutual, Whom can you more love than you have loved me Unless in your heart there be more than all, Since love no doomsday hath, where bodies change, Why should new be delight not being strange? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KNIGHT OF THE BURNING PESTLE by FRANCIS BEAUMONT EUCALYPTUS TREES by SISTER BENEDICTION THE UNKNOWN DEAD by LEVI BISHOP FAMILIARITY DANGEROUS by VINCENT BOURNE IN A GRAVE-YARD by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE THE PROPHET by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |