Charles Sackville

(Dorset, England / 24 January 1638 – 29 January 1706)

Dorinda's Sparkling Wit And Eyes - Poem by Charles Sackville

Dorinda's sparkling wit and eyes,
United, cast too fierce a light,
Which blazes high but quickly dies,
Warms not the heart but hurts the sight.

Love is a calm and tender joy,
Kind are his looks and soft his pace;
Her Cupid is a blackguard boy
That runs his link into your face.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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