To Cloris By Sir Charles Sedley
Cloris, I cannot say your eyes
Did my unwary heart surprise;
Nor will I swear it was your face,
Your shape, or any nameless grace:
For you are so entirely fair;
To love a part, injustice were;
No drowning man can know which drop
Of water his last breath did stop;
So when the stars in heaven appear;
And join to make the night look clear;
The light we no one’s bounty call,
But the obliging gift of all.
He that does lips or hands adore.
Deserves them only, and no more;
But I love all, and every part.
And nothing less can ease my heart.
Cupid, that lover, weakly strikes,
Who can express what ’tis he likes.
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