Parthenophil and Parthenophe Sonnettes, Madrigals, Elegies and Odes [by Barnabe Barnes] |
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SONNET LXXXIX.
[What be those heares dyed like the marrigold?]
What be those heares dyed like the marrigold?Echo, gold
VVhat is that brow whose frownes make any mone?
Echo, anymone
VVhat were her eyes when the great Lordes controllde?
Echo, roll'de
VVhat be they when from them be loues throwne?
Echo, loues throane
VVhat were her cheekes (when blushes rose) like?
Echo, roselike
VVhat are those lippes which boue perles rew bee?
Echo, rewbee
Her Iuorie shoulders what be those like?
Echo, those like
VVhat saintes are like her speake if you bee?
Echo, few bee
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Echo, what then?
And rockes dwell in her hart, is tis true?
Echo, tis true
VVhom she loues best, know this cannot men?
Echo, not men
Passe him she loathes, then I dismisse you?
Echo, misse you
What sexe to whom men sewe so vayne much?
Echo, vayne much
Furies there fiers, and I complaine such?
Echo, plaine such.
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