Fair and lovely maid, look from the shore, <br />See thy Leander striving in these waves, <br />Poor soul forespent, whose force can do no more: <br />Now send forth hopes, for now calm pity saves. <br />And waft him to thee with those lovely eyes, <br />A happy convoy to a holy land; <br />Now show thy power and where thy virtue lies; <br />To save thine own, stretch out the fairest hand. <br />Stretch out the fairest hand a pledge of peace, <br />That hand that darts so right and never misses; <br />I'll not revenge old wrongs; my wrath shall cease; <br />For that which gave me wounds, I'll give it kisses. <br />Once let the ocean of my cares find shore, <br />That thou be pleas'd, and I may sigh no more.<br /><br />Samuel Daniel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xlvi-fair-and-lovely-maid/
