So look the mornings when the Sun Paints them with fresh Vermilion: So Cherries blush, and Kathern Peares, And Apricocks, in youthfull yeares: So Corrolls looke more lovely Red, And Rubies lately polished: So purest Diaper doth shine, Stain'd by the Beames of Clarret wine: As Julia looks when she doth dress Her either cheeke with bashfullness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR IMITATRIX ALES by AULUS LICINIUS ARCHIAS LYNCHED NEGRO by MAXWELL BODENHEIM TO W.A. AND H.H. ON THEIR DEPARTURE TO EUROPE by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |