The Treasure of My Heart

Lyrics
Lock up, fair lids, the treasure of my heart Preserve those beams, this age's only light To her sweet sense, sweet sleep, some ease impart Her sense too weak to bear her spirit's might And while, O sleep, thou closest up her sight Her light where love did forge his fairest dart: O harbour all her parts in easeful plight Let no strange dream make her fair body start But yet, O dream, if thou wilt not depart In this rare subject, from thy common right: But wilt thy self in such a feat delight; Then take my shape, and play a lover's part Kiss her from me, and say unto her sprite Till her eyes shine, I live in darkness night
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Credits
- Writers
- Ernest John Moeran
- Sir Philip Sidney