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Samuel Daniel - Sonnet LIII: Drawn
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Drawn by th`attractive virtue of her eyes, 
My touch`d heart turns it to that happy coast; 
My joyful North, where all my fortune lies, 
The level of my hopes desired most. 
There where my Delia , fairer than the Sun, 
Deckt with her youth whereon the world smileth, 
Joys in that honor which her beauty won, 
Th`eternal volume which her fame compileth. 
Flourish, fair Albion, glory of the North, 
Neptune`s darling held between his arms, 
Divided from the world as better worth, 
Kept for himself, defended from all harms. 
Still let disarmed peace deck her and thee, 
And Muse-foe Mars abroad far foster`d be.
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