Treasure Island

Nathaniel Baxter

(1569-1611 / England)

To The Vertuous Ladie


In all the Greeke None but this word is found,
That doth containe a true description,
Of vertues Cardinall, which doon abound
In thine Heroycall disposition.
Agape shewes thy com it is called in our Dialect,
Eros is Venerie; but this Dilection,
Chast, holy, modest, diuine and perfect,
Arcadian Sydney gaue thee this aspect,
When he forsooke this transitorie Globe,
To mount the whirling Orbs with course direct,
Adorning thee with loue for marriage Robe.
Sith famous Wroth Agape hath possest:
Ourania pray's a while to be your guest.

Submitted: Thursday, October 14, 2010
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