SONNET OF ALLURING LOVE

Thy radiance of countenance over me

Inspirits my love poignancy.

May be sometimes motionless the sea tides;

My love on you never rests.

When thought I illusion, a damsel’s love,

Discarded ye my ignorance to vision.

Smile in thy mellow lips

Miles my heart to starry skies.

If thy words could console me,

Like I, to be whipped by tyrant—thy father

Turned I a renowned encomiast,

For ye kindled my fancies.

An arrow could hardly engore my heart,

But killed so by thy raunchy eyes!