Inspirer

Oh loveliest lady l love me to love,

Oh angel of angels below and above,

Oh praiseworthy princess, practical, pure,

Oh darling of darlings, whom l do adore;

Oh dearer than dearest, oh dream of desire,

Oh rarer than rarest, oh higher than higher,

Oh brighter than brightest, oh taintless and true,

If l am the hero, what goddess are you?

What goddess, my lady, was ever so kind

To shower the gold from her glorious mind?

What angel, my lady, was ever so sweet

To write out my pages on paper so neat?

What princess, my pretty one, pays me with play

Of her bright sunny thoughts that are wrought through love’s day?

Oh beautiful being who bids me to be

A painter of poems for proud poetry;

Oh passionate fashioned one famed for appeal

To make me the master of moonbeam ideal;

Oh light of the light of me, lashing me on,

Leading me loving me whipping to dawn,

Oh fairer than fairest, oh daring and true,

If l am the hero, what goddess are you?

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