Classic Poem

Downe from the necke unto that daintie Brest,
(Which Nature made a myrrour of delight)
And where a world of beauties sweet doo rest,
Doth hang a costly Chaine of Pearle most bright;
And of proportion are so just and round,
That such in India rich cannot be found.
Besides, their orient brightnes is alike;
So that mine eyes are dazled with the same,
And not much usde to see so faire a sight,
(A sight which doth the Sunne in glorie staine)
Can not discerne though them they both doo see;
If Brest bee Pearle, or Pearle in Bosome bee.