Sonnet Xi Poem by Louise Labe

Sonnet Xi

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O gentle gaze, o eyes where beauty grows,
Like little gardens full of amorous flowers,
Where the bow of Love shoots his sharp arrows
And where my eyes have gazed for many hours.

O savage cruelty, o felon heart
Binding me in so many rigorous chains,
So many are my lovesick tears and pains,
Burning is the ache of my tortured heart.

Thus you, my eyes, so much delight have had,
From looking in his eyes, so much enjoyment;
But you, my heart, the more you see them glad,

The more you languish, the worse your torment.
Then guess if there is any joy for me,
Knowing my heart and eyes thus disagree.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 02 September 2019

Where the bow of Love shoots his sharp arrows And where my eyes have gazed for many hours. love and desire. to love and to be loved. tony

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