The Whole Works of William Browne of Tavistock ... Now first collected and edited, with a memoir of the poet, and notes, by W. Carew Hazlitt, of the Inner Temple |
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 | The Whole Works of William Browne |  |
ON A FAIRE LADYES YELLOW HAIRE POWDRED WITH WHITE.
WRITTEN IN THE DISSOLUING OF A SNOW.
Say, why on your hayre yet stayes
That Snow resembling white;
Since the Suns lesse powerfull rayes
Thawd that wch fell last night?
That Snow resembling white;
Since the Suns lesse powerfull rayes
Thawd that wch fell last night?
Sure to hinder those extreames
Of Loue they might bestow;
Art hath hid your Golden Beames
Within a fleece of Snow.
Of Loue they might bestow;
Art hath hid your Golden Beames
Within a fleece of Snow.
Yet as on a Cloth of gould,
With siluer flowers wrought ore,
We doe now and then beholde
A radyant wyre or more:
With siluer flowers wrought ore,
We doe now and then beholde
A radyant wyre or more:
So sometymes the amorous ayre
Doth with youre faire lockes playe,
And vncloudes a Golden hayre;
And then breakes forth the daye.
Doth with youre faire lockes playe,
And vncloudes a Golden hayre;
And then breakes forth the daye.
On your Cheekes the Rosy Morne
We plainly then descry;
And a thousand Cupids borne,
And playing in each eye.
We plainly then descry;
And a thousand Cupids borne,
And playing in each eye.
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Now we all are at a staye,
And know not where to turne vs;
If we wish that Snow awaye,
Those Glorious beames would burne vs.
And know not where to turne vs;
If we wish that Snow awaye,
Those Glorious beames would burne vs.
If it should not fall amayne,
And cloud your louefull eyes,
Each gentle heart would sone be slayne,
And made their Sacrifice.
And cloud your louefull eyes,
Each gentle heart would sone be slayne,
And made their Sacrifice.
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