Our ladys presence makes the roses red, Because to see her lips - TopicsExpress



          

Our ladys presence makes the roses red, Because to see her lips they blush for shame. The lilys leaves,for envy, pale became, And her white hands in them this envy bred. The marigold the leaves abroad doth spread, Because the suns and her power is the same. The violet of purple color came. Dyed in the blood she made our heart to shed. In brief;all flowers from her their virtue take; From her sweet breath their sweet smells do proceed; The living heat which her eye beams doth make Warmth the ground and quickeneth the seed. The rain, wherewith she watereth the flowers, Falls from our eyes, which she dissolves in flower. ADVANCE HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADYZA DYL (NOV.2) #bypapajohn
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 23:40:19 +0000

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