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There is a Garden in her Face
from The Fourth Booke of Ayres
VII.
There is a Garden in her face,
Where Roses and white Lillies grow;
A heav'nly paradice is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits doe flow.
There Cherries grow, which none may buy
Till Cherry ripe themselves doe cry.
Those Cherries fayrely doe enclose
Of Orient Pearle a double row,
Which when her lovely laughter showes,
They look like Rose-buds fill'd with snow.
Yet them nor Peere nor Prince can buy,
Till Cherry ripe themselves doe cry.
Her Eyes like Angels watch them still;
Her Browes like bended bowes doe stand,
Threatning with piercing frownes to kill
All that attempt with eye or hand
Those sacred Cherries to come nigh,
Till Cherry ripe themselves doe cry.
I am sure we have much to share ;o)
In L♥Ve, LiGhT, InSpiRaTiOn & J♥Y!!
Cindy x @ www.NaturallyUniversal.com
How are you doing today?
LeslieAnn
Great to connect with so many others consciously engaged & this side of the pond too!!
Trust you are having a wonderful weekend.x..
In L♥Ve, LiGhT, InSpiRaTiOn & J♥Y!!
Cindy x
Unite & Enlighten the World @ www.NaturallyUniversal.com