A Dittie (John Lyly Poems)
Behold her lockes like wiers of beaten gold,her eyes like starres that twinkle in the skie,Her heavenly face not framd ...
Behold her lockes like wiers of beaten gold,her eyes like starres that twinkle in the skie,Her heavenly face not framd ...
Sing to Apollo, god of day,Whose golden beams with morning playAnd make her eyes so brightly shine,Aurora's face is called ...
Sil.O Cupid ! Monarch ouer Kings,Wherefore hast thou feete and wings?It is to shew how swift thou art,When thou wound'st ...
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