My sweet did sweetly sleep, And on her rosy face Stood tears of pearl, which beauty's self did weep; I, wond'ring at her grace, Did all amaz'd remain, When Love said, 'Fool, can looks thy wishes crown? Time past comes not again.' Then did I me bow down, And kissing her fair breast, lips, cheeks, and eyes, Prov'd here on earth the joys of paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHITE RABBIT by KAREN SWENSON SONNET: CUPID AND VENUS by MARK ALEXANDER BOYD THE KING'S JEWEL by PHOEBE CARY THE BOOK OF MARTYRS by EMILY DICKINSON I WOULD NOT LIVE ALWAY by WILLIAM AUGUSTUS MUHLENBERG |