FAIR IS MY LOVE AND CRUEL AS SHE'S FAIR
by: Samuel Daniel (1562-1619)
POEMS BY SAMUEL DANIEL
- AIR is my Love and cruel as she's
- Her brow-shades frown, although her eyes are sunny.
- Her smiles are lightning, though her pride despair,
- And her disdains are gall, her favours honey:
- A modest maid, deck'd with a blush of honour,
- Whose feet do tread green paths of youth and love;
- The wonder of all eyes that look upon her,
- Sacred on earth, design'd a Saint above.
- Chastity and Beauty, which were deadly foes,
- Live reconcilèd friends within her brow;
- And had she Pity to conjoin with those,
- Then who had heard the plaints I utter now?
- For had she not been fair, and thus unkind,
- My Muse had slept, and none had known my mind.