Silvia
WHO is Silvia? What is she?
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admired be.
Is she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness:
Love doth to her eyes repair,
To help him of his blindness;
And, being help'd, inhabits there.
Then to Silvia let us sing,
That Silvia is excelling;
She excels each mortal thing
Upon the dull earth dwelling:
To her let us garlands bring.
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Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time | 0 | 6.937 | 07/12/2011 - 01:13 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears | 0 | 4.713 | 07/12/2011 - 01:12 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen | 0 | 4.184 | 07/12/2011 - 01:09 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds | 0 | 4.507 | 07/12/2011 - 01:07 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie | 0 | 4.540 | 07/12/2011 - 01:06 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you | 0 | 4.735 | 07/12/2011 - 01:05 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind | 0 | 4.161 | 07/12/2011 - 01:04 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth th' impression fill | 0 | 4.281 | 07/12/2011 - 01:02 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 111: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide | 0 | 3.987 | 07/12/2011 - 01:01 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 110: Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there | 0 | 4.765 | 07/12/2011 - 00:59 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st | 0 | 5.095 | 07/12/2011 - 00:58 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart | 0 | 5.355 | 07/12/2011 - 00:57 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 108: What's in the brain that ink may character | 0 | 4.380 | 07/12/2011 - 00:57 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul | 0 | 4.461 | 07/12/2011 - 00:56 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time | 0 | 4.684 | 07/12/2011 - 00:54 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry | 0 | 5.103 | 07/12/2011 - 00:53 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old | 0 | 4.873 | 07/12/2011 - 00:53 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth | 0 | 4.759 | 07/12/2011 - 00:52 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming | 0 | 4.043 | 07/12/2011 - 00:50 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 101: O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends | 0 | 4.840 | 07/12/2011 - 00:43 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/General | Sonnet 100: Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long | 0 | 4.830 | 07/12/2011 - 00:42 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 10: For shame, deny that thou bear'st love to any | 0 | 4.413 | 07/12/2011 - 00:40 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonnet 1 | 0 | 4.778 | 07/12/2011 - 00:38 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/Sonnet | Sonet LIV | 0 | 4.859 | 07/12/2011 - 00:37 | English | |
Poesia Consagrada/General | Silvia | 0 | 5.256 | 07/12/2011 - 00:36 | English |
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