Aemilia Lanyer

(1569-1645 / England)

To The Ladie Arabella

Great learned Ladie, whom I long haue knowne,
And yet not knowne so much as I desired:
Rare Phoenix, whose faire feathers are your owne,
With which you flie, and are so much admired:
True honour whom true Fame hath so attired,
In glittering raiment shining much more bright,
Than siluer Starres in the most frostie night.

Come like the morning Sunne new out of bed,

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