One day as I vnwarily did gaze

One day as I vnwarily did gaze
   on those fayre eyes my loues immortall light:
   the whiles my stonisht hart stood in amaze,
   through sweet illusion of her lookes delight.
I mote perceiue how in her glauncing sight,
   legions of loues with little wings did fly:
   darting their deadly arrowes fyry bright,
   at euery rash beholder passing by.
One of those archers closely I did spy,
   ayming his arrow at my very hart:
   when suddenly with twincle of her eye,
   the Damzell broke his misintended dart.
Had she not so doon, sure I had bene slayne,
   yet as it was, I hardly scap’t with paine.