Arthur Gorges

Her face          Her tongue       Her wit so fair             so sweet          so sharp first bent         then drew         then hit mine eye         mine ear          my heart Mine eye         Mine ear          My heart to like             to learn            to love her face          her tongue       her wit doth lead         doth teach       doth move Her face          Her tongue       Her wit with beams      with sound       with art doth blind       doth charm       doth knit mine eye         mine ear          my heart Mine eye         Mine ear          My heart with life          with hope         with skill her face         her tongue       her wit doth feed       doth feast         doth fill O face            O tongue          O wit with frowns      with checks      with smart wrong not       vex not            wound not mine eye         mine ear          my heart This eye         This ear            This heart shall joy         shall yield          shall swear her face          her tongue         her wit to serve          to trust             to fear.