Laura. The Toyes of a Traveller. Or. The Feast of Fancie - Part 2, 35

Such is the vertue of the Sunnie heate,
As seazing on the cockle shell, which lies
On seaish shore, whereon his beames doo beate,
It makes it brightly shine, in orient wise:
So that through secret power of radiant Sunne,
Of worthlesse shell, a Pearle it doth become.
So Ladie, you through force of Beauties power,
If you shall deigne to glaunce on me your eye,
And raine with grace on me a smiling shower,
A Jewell rich you make me by and by:
And if no Pearle, at least a precious Stone;
This (onely) can you doo, or els can none.
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