Coral is far more red than her lips' red ; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun ; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks ; And in some perfumes is there... The Works of William Shakspeare: The Text Formed from an Intirely New ... - Sida 537 efter William Shakespeare - 1843 Obegränsad förhandsgranskning -
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