Amoretti: Sonnet 64

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Title:     Amoretti: Sonnet 64
Author: Edmund Spenser [More Titles by Spenser]

Comming to kisse her lyps, (such grace I found,)
Me seemd I smelt a gardin of sweet flowres,
That dainty odours from them threw around,
For damzels fit to decke their lovers bowres.
Her lips did smell lyke unto gillyflowers;
Her ruddy cheekes lyke unto roses red;
Her snowy browes lyke budded bellamoures;
Her lovely eyes lyke pincks but newly spred;
Her goodly bosome lyke a strawberry bed;
Her neck lyke to a bounch of cullambynes;
Her brest lyke lillyes, ere their leaves be shed;
Her nipples lyke young blossomd jessemynes.
Such fragrant flowres doe give most odorous smell;
But her sweet odour did them all excell.

 

[Footnote: LXIV. 7.--_Bellamoures_. I have not discovered what flower is here meant. C.]

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Edmund Spenser's poem: Amoretti: Sonnet 64

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