Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.
What more felicitie can fall to creatureThan to enjoy delight with libertie,And to be lord of all the workes of Nature,To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie,To feed on flowres and weeds of glorious feature.Edmund Spenser
Her long loose yellow locks lyke golden wyre, Sprinckled with perle, and perling flowres atweene, Doe lyke a golden mantle her attyre.Edmund Spenser
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