XLVI <br /> Let others sing of knights and paladines <br /> In aged accents and untimely words; <br /> Paint shadows in imaginary lines <br /> Which well the reach of their high wits records: <br /> But I must sing of thee, and those fair eyes <br /> Authentic shall my verse in time to come, <br /> When yet th' unborn shall say, "Lo where she lies <br /> Whose beauty made him speak that else was dumb." <br /> These are the arks, the trophies I erect, <br /> That fortify thy name against old age; <br /> And these thy sacred virtues must protect <br /> Against the dark, and time's consuming rage. <br /> Though th' error of my youth they shall discover, <br /> Suffice they show I liv'd and was thy lover.<br /><br />Samuel Daniel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/delia-xlvi-let-others-sing-of-knights-and-paladi/
