Oh, stay that covetous hand; first turn all eye, <br />All depth and minde; then mystically spye <br />Her soul's faire picture, her faire soul's, in all <br />So truely copied from th' originall, <br />That you will sweare her body by this law <br />Is but its shadow, as this, its;--now draw.<br /><br />Richard Lovelace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-the-curtain-of-lucasta-s-picture-it-was-thu/
