Her Lading
Her Lading
Her lips to me are far more pretious
Than were those frutes kept to Alcinous
Her Aromattick breath might serve to bring
Perfumes unto the Phenix timbering
Her hart's a mine whose treasure doth afford
More Gould than Midaes wishes to his bord
Her Hart, Her Breath, Her Lip, faire, sweet, rich joygn
To make Her of a Mortall seeme Divine.
Her lips to me are far more pretious
Than were those frutes kept to Alcinous
Her Aromattick breath might serve to bring
Perfumes unto the Phenix timbering
Her hart's a mine whose treasure doth afford
More Gould than Midaes wishes to his bord
Her Hart, Her Breath, Her Lip, faire, sweet, rich joygn
To make Her of a Mortall seeme Divine.
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