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Whose head befringed with bescattered tresses	A
Shows like Apollo's when the morn he dresses B	B
Or like Aurora when with pearl she sets	C
Her long dishevell'd rose crown'd trammelets	C
Her forehead smooth full polish'd bright and high	D
Bears in itself a graceful majesty	B
Under the which two crawling eyebrows twine	E
Like to the tendrils of a flatt'ring vine	E
Under whose shade two starry sparkling eyes	C
Are beautifi'd with fair fring'd canopies	C
Her comely nose with uniformal grace	C
Like purest white stands in the middle place	C
Parting the pair as we may well suppose	C
Each cheek resembling still a damask rose	C
Which like a garden manifestly show	F
How roses lilies and carnations grow	F
Which sweetly mixed both with white and red	G
Like rose leaves white and red seem C mingled	H
Then nature for a sweet allurement sets	C
Two smelling swelling bashful cherrylets	C
The which with ruby redness being tipp'd	I
Do speak a virgin merry cherry lipp'd	I
Over the which a neat sweet skin is drawn	J
Which makes them show like roses under lawn	J
These be the ruby portals and divine	E
Which ope themselves to show a holy shrine	E
Whose breath is rich perfume that to the sense	C
Smells like the burn'd Sabean frankincense	C
In which the tongue though but a member small	K
Stands guarded with a rosy hilly wall	K
And her white teeth which in the gums are set	L
Like pearl and gold make one rich cabinet	M
Next doth her chin with dimpled beauty strive	N
For his white plump and smooth prerogative	O
At whose fair top to please the sight there grows	C
The fairest D image of a blushing rose	C
Mov'd by the chin whose motion causeth this	C
That both her lips do part do meet do kiss	C
Her ears which like two labyrinths are plac'd	P
On either side with rich rare jewels grac'd	P
Moving a question whether that by them	Q
The gem is grac'd or they grac'd by the gem	Q
But the foundation of the architect	R
Is the swan staining fair rare stately neck	S
Which with ambitious humbleness stands under	T
Bearing aloft this rich round world of wonder	T
Her breast a place for beauty's throne most fit	U
Bears up two globes where love and pleasure sit	U
Which headed with two rich round rubies show	F
Like wanton rosebuds growing out of snow	F
And in the milky valley that's between	V
Sits Cupid kissing of his mother queen	V
Fingering the paps that feel like sieved silk	W
And press'd a little they will weep pure milk	W
Then comes the belly seated next below	F
Like a fair mountain in Riphean snow	F
Where Nature in a whiteness without spot	X
Hath in the middle tied a Gordian knot	X
Now love invites me to survey her thighs	C
Swelling in likeness like two crystal skies	C
Which to the knees by Nature fastened on	Y
Derive their ever well 'greed motion	Z
Her legs with two clear calves like silver tri'd	A2
Kindly swell up with little pretty pride	A2
Leaving a distance for the comely E small	K
To beautify the leg and foot withal	K
Then lowly yet most lovely stand the feet	B2
Round short and clear like pounded spices sweet	B2
And whatsoever thing they tread upon	Y
They make it scent like bruised cinnamon	Z
The lovely shoulders now allure the eye	D
To see two tablets of pure ivory	B
From which two arms like branches seem to spread	G
With tender rind F and silver coloured	C2
With little hands and fingers long and small	K
To grace a lute a viol virginal	K
In length each finger doth his next excel	K
Each richly headed with a pearly shell	K
Thus every part in contrariety	C2
Meet in the whole and make a harmony	B
As divers strings do singly disagree	B
But form'd by number make sweet melody	B

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