Madrigal, Davison's Poetical Rhapsody Poem by Anonymous

Madrigal, Davison's Poetical Rhapsody

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MY Love in her attire doth show her wit,
It doth so well become her;
For every season she hath dressings fit,
   For Winter, Spring, and Summer.
   No beauty she doth miss
   When all her robes are on:
   But Beauty's self she is
   When all her robes are gone.

Saturday, January 4, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,spring,summer,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Jani 05 May 2014

Good one anonymous

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