Have ye beheld (with much delight) A red-Rose peeping through a white? Or else a Cherrie (double grac't) Within a Lillie? Center plac't? Or ever mark't the pretty beam, A Strawberry shewes halfe drown'd in Creame? Or seen rich Rubies blushing through A pure smooth Pearle, and Orient too? So like to this, nay all the rest, Is each neate Niplet of her breast.
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