 | The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden
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Son. [xxxviii]
[The Sunne is faire when hee with crimson Crowne]
The
Sunne is faire when hee with crimson Crowne,
And flaming Rubies leaues his Easterne Bed,
Faire is Thaumantias in her christall Gowne
When Clouds engemm'd hang azure, greene, and Red.
To Westerne Worlds when wearied Day goes downe,
And from Heauens Windowes each Starre showes her Hed,
Earths silent Daughter Night is faire, though browne,
Faire is the Moone though in Loues Liuerie cled.
Faire Chloris is when Shee doth paint Aprile,
Faire are the Meads, the Woods, the Flouds are faire,
Faire looketh Ceres with her yellow Haire,
And Apples Queene when Rose-cheekt Shee doth smile.
That Heauen, and Earth, and Seas are faire is true,
Yet true that all not please so much as you.
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