Classic Poem

Sonnett

Erect thy flighte on hye with Eagles winges
surmounte the force of Eols fleetinge Bande
Stryve styll beyonde the power off mortall thinges
Untill amidste the lofty heavens thow stande
With Argoes eyes there veue the shapes dyvine
observe their beauties stature forme and grace
And that thow mayste my Mistres well define
of all theire choyse compounde on perfecte face
For lyvely collors reape the fresshest flowers
that in Elisas blessed fyeldes doo growe
And temper theme with moysture off those Showers
that on my cheekes dispaire hath causde to flowe
Then by those patterns taken from the Skie
Hylliarde depainte the face for whiche I dye.