What say you? can you love the gentleman?
This night you shall behold him at our feast;
And find light writ there with beauty's pen;
Examine every married lineament,
And see how one another lends content
And what obscured in this fair volume lies
Find written in the margent of his eyes.
This precious boook of love, this unbound lover,
To beautify him, only lacks a cover:
The fish lives int he sea, and 'tis much pride
For fair without the fair withing to hide:
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,
That in gold clasps locks int he golden story;
So shall you share all that he doth possess,
By having him, making yourself no less.
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