Sonnet 17
Richard Barnefield
1574 to 1627
Track 1
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Where Muses (like bees) make their mansion.
Whose roseate red excels the crimson grape,
His cheeks, the lillie and carnation dies,
His lips ripe strawberries in nectar wet,
Are rarely fram'd t'intrap poore gazine eies:
His mouth a Hive, his tongue a hony-combe,
His love-enticing delicate soft limbs,
Oh how can such a body sinne-procuring,
Be slow to love, and quicke to hate, enduring?
On whose faire front a poet's pen may write,
His teeth pure pearle in blushing correll set.
Might not compare with his pure ivorie white,
With lovely tincture which Apollo's dims.
Cherry-lipt Adonis in his snowie shape,
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