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Sonette IX

Poem (Canso): 

About her head wove I a flowry crowne
Of daffodil and rose and of lilie,
And in her hand scepter of cypress tree.
My simple pastor field served as her throwne.
The grass made itself soft as feather-downe
While she reclined to judge upon the skie
And its starry mirrors of her bright eye,
The heavens too her grace hoped to be showne.
Then knighted she the loyal turtledove,
And granted earldom to the river-side.
To all she gave the half heart of her love,
While promised me received the other side.
Eternal youth we had, while dallied thus,
And returned thence with every simple buss.