On a Girdle
Edmund Waller
1606 to 1687
Track 1
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His arms might do what this has done.
A narrow compass! and yet there
Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair:
Did all within this circle move!
The pale which held that lovely deer.
Shall now my joyful temples bind:
It was my heaven's extremest sphere,
That which her slender waist confined,
Take all the rest the sun goes round.
No monarch but would give his crown,
Give me but what this ribbon bound,
My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,
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