Day, Novell

1    4,    1|      whose bright discerning eies, nothing can be so~ ~closely
2    4,    9| aboundantly from her~ ~faire eies, and like tempestuous windes
3    8,    7|      cannot now hoodwink the eies of my understanding, as~ ~
4    8,   10|     fire flew from thy faire eies (O~ ~thou incompareable
5    8,   10|   outward dissembled weeping eies; Salabetto never demanding
6    9,    1|    What if they pul out mine eies, teare out~ ~my teeth, cut