Sonnet LVI: When Like an Eaglet
When like an eaglet I first found my Love,For that the virtue I thereof would know,Upon the nest I set it forth to proveIf it were of that kingly kind or no;But it no sooner say my Sun appear,But on her rays with open eyes it stood,To show that I had hatch'd it for the airAnd rightly came from that brave mounting brood;And, when the plumes were summ'd with sweet desire,To prove the pinions it ascends the skies;Do what I could, it needsly would aspireTo my Soul's Sun, those two celestial eyes.Thus from my breast, where it was bred alone,It after thee is, like an eaglet, flown.
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