Of my lady well me rejoise I may! Hir golden forheed is full narw and smal; Hir browes been lik to dim, reed coral; And as the jeet hir yen glistren ay. Hir bowgy cheekes been as softe as clay, With large jowes and substancial. Hir nose a pentice is that it ne shal Reine in hir mouth thogh she uprightes lay. Hir mouth is nothing scant with lippes gray; Hir chin unnethe may be seen at al. Hir comly body shape as a footbal, And she singeth full like a papejay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WINTER PIECE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT ODE TO FEAR by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) ENDYMION by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FOR THOSE AT SEA; HYMN by WILLIAM WHITING THALIA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A ROSE by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 12 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |