Portia
Track 48 on Poems
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Portia Lyrics
I marvel not Bassanio was so bold
To peril all he had upon the lead,
Or that proud Aragon bent low his head
Or that Morocco’s fiery heart grew cold:
For in that gorgeous dress of beaten gold
Which is more golden than the golden sun
No woman Veronesé looked upon
Was half so fair as thou whom I behold.
Yet fairer when with wisdom as your shield
The sober-suited lawyer’s gown you donned,
And would not let the laws of Venice yield
Antonio’s heart to that accursèd Jew—
O Portia! take my heart: it is thy due:
I think I will not quarrel with the Bond.
To peril all he had upon the lead,
Or that proud Aragon bent low his head
Or that Morocco’s fiery heart grew cold:
For in that gorgeous dress of beaten gold
Which is more golden than the golden sun
No woman Veronesé looked upon
Was half so fair as thou whom I behold.
Yet fairer when with wisdom as your shield
The sober-suited lawyer’s gown you donned,
And would not let the laws of Venice yield
Antonio’s heart to that accursèd Jew—
O Portia! take my heart: it is thy due:
I think I will not quarrel with the Bond.
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- 4.To Milton
- 9.Theoretikos
- 11.Requiescat
- 13.San Miniato
- 15.Italia
- 17.Rome Unvisited
- 20.Easter Day
- 21.E. Tenebris
- 22.Vita Nuova
- 23.Madonna Mia
- 24.The New Helen
- 27.Magdalen Walks
- 28.Athanasia
- 29.Serenade
- 30.Endymion
- 32.Chanson
- 33.Charmides
- 36.Theocritus
- 41.Santa Decca
- 42.A Vision
- 45.By the Arno
- 47.Phèdre
- 48.Portia
- 50.Camma
- 51.Panthea
- 53.At Verona
- 54.Apologia
- 56.Silentium Amoris
- 57.Her Voice
- 58.My Voice
- 59.Tædium Vitæ
- 60.Humanitad
- 61.Flower of Love
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