The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle addressed to Margaret Lucas and her Letters in reply: Edited by Douglas Grant |
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The Maydne Gowne
Your milke-white maydne Gowne
Setts off your Curled browne;
Those shaddow'd heares doth grace
The Buty of your face:
Your Innosent and Virgin die
Says onely Virtue there doth lie.
Setts off your Curled browne;
Those shaddow'd heares doth grace
The Buty of your face:
Your Innosent and Virgin die
Says onely Virtue there doth lie.
Your yallow goldne dress
Jelosie did Expresse;
The Tincture gave to thee,
So when you looke of mee
Thought mee so too; then, if you please,
T'is love's Jandes, that's a disease.
Jelosie did Expresse;
The Tincture gave to thee,
So when you looke of mee
Thought mee so too; then, if you please,
T'is love's Jandes, that's a disease.
Youre Sables, robe divine,
Setts off the sacred Shrine,
And shews the saynte that's thee,
Still worshipt for to bee.
Thus heaven onely sent you downe
By Various shapes Virtue to crowne.
Setts off the sacred Shrine,
And shews the saynte that's thee,
Still worshipt for to bee.
Thus heaven onely sent you downe
By Various shapes Virtue to crowne.
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