Esther M. Zimmer Lederberg
Gabriel Harvey, 1552-1631: Sonnet XV
THEN would I so my Melody addoulce,
And so attune my Harmony to theirs,
That fellest Fury should confesse her selfe
Enchaunted mightily with charmes diuine :
And in the sweetest termes of sacred Leagues,
With pure deuotion reconcile her rage.
Meane-while I seeke, and seeke, but cannot finde
That Iewell rare of precioussest worth :
Gentle Accord and soueraigne Repose,
The Paradise of Earth, and blisse of Heauen.
Be it in Earth, Ô Heauen direct my course :
Be it in Heauen alone, Ô Earth Farewell.
Or well-fare Patience, that sweetens sowre,
And reares on Hellish Earth an Heauenly Boure.
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