Madrigal, Davison's Poetical Rhapsody - Poem by Anonymous

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.

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  • Brian Jani (5/5/2014 5:57:00 AM)

    Good one anonymous (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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