This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1845 Excerpt: ...beauty's clearest text; It hath not told thy face's story true, But brought false copies to thy jealous view. No colour, feature, lovely hair, or grace, That ever yet adorned a beauteous face, But thou must read in thine, or justly doubt Thy glass hath been suborned to leave it out; But if it offer to thy nice survey A ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1845 Excerpt: ...beauty's clearest text; It hath not told thy face's story true, But brought false copies to thy jealous view. No colour, feature, lovely hair, or grace, That ever yet adorned a beauteous face, But thou must read in thine, or justly doubt Thy glass hath been suborned to leave it out; But if it offer to thy nice survey A spot, a stain, a blemish, or decay, It not belongs to thee--the treacherous light, Or faithless stone, abuse thy credulous sight. Perhaps the magic of thy face hath wrought Upon the enchanted crystal, and so brought Fantastic shadows to delude thine eyes With hairy repercussive sorceries; Or else the enamoured image pines away For love of the fair object, and so may Wax pale and wan, and though the substance grow Lively and fresh, that may consume with woe; Give then no faiih to the false specular stone, But'let thy beauties by th' effects be known. Look, sweetest Doris, on my love-siek heart, In that true mirror see how fair thou art; There, by Love's never-erring pencil drawn, Shalt thou behold thy face, like th' early dawn, Shoot through the shady covert of thy hair, Enamelling, and perfuming the calm air With pearls and roses, till thy suns display Their lids, and let out the imprisoned day; Whilst Delphic priests, enlightened by their theme, In amorous numbers count thy golden beam, Andfrom Love's altars clouds of sighs arise In smoking incense to adore thine eyes. If then love flow from beauty as th' effect, How canst thou the resistless cause suspect? Who would not brand that fool, that should contend There was no fire where smoke and flames ascend? Distrust is worse than scorn, not to believe My harms, is greater wrong than not to grieve; What cure can for my festering sore be found, Whilst thou believ'st thy beauty cannot wound t Suc...
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Add this copy of The Poetical Works of Thomas Carew to cart. $58.41, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2016 by Palala Press.
