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Sonette XIX

Poem (Canso): 

As Love doth e’er reign in my will and heart,
So make I ready the lord to entreat,
Who even now keeps ransomed by his seat
My lady love, with whom I dare depart.
I arm myself in steel of Cupid-dart
Linèd well with tresses of my love sweet;
In piety I dress from head to feet,
For her love is God’s love in every part.
Gleam I without as gleam my self within,
Upon my shield a book to keep me strong.
Now I approach the doors where ruleth Sin:
Adornèd thus, I sure to do no wrong.
I keep thee ever close, o Love, o Lord,
Pray, make my faith stronger than Hades’ sword.