17.01.2011, 18:18
To Admiration
MARVEL not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Ravished a world beyond the farthest thought,
And knowing more than ever hath been taught,
That I am only starved in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Aiming at things exceeding all perfection,
To wisdom's self to minister correction,
That I am only starved in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Though my conceit I further seem to bend
Than possibly invention can extend,
And yet am only starved in my desire.
If thou wilt wonder, here's the wonder, Love,
That this to me doth yet no wonder prove.
MARVEL not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Ravished a world beyond the farthest thought,
And knowing more than ever hath been taught,
That I am only starved in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Aiming at things exceeding all perfection,
To wisdom's self to minister correction,
That I am only starved in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Though my conceit I further seem to bend
Than possibly invention can extend,
And yet am only starved in my desire.
If thou wilt wonder, here's the wonder, Love,
That this to me doth yet no wonder prove.