[I. My Ladyes collor'd cheeks]
My Ladies collor'd cheeks, weare like
the damaske roses
My Ladies collor'd cheeks, weare like
the damaske roses, which clad in damaske mantles
spred the arbors: but thrise more pleasant weare her
sweet supposes, thise more pleasant were her sweet supposes, but
supposes, proceeding from her lips,
where sweet loue harbors, where for vewing those, for
her cheeks & roses sprowting, for vewing those her cheeks
and roses sprowting, the iudgmēt of ye sweetest breeds a doubting.
