For, bless the gude mon, gin he had his ain way, He'd na let a cat on the Sabbath say "mew;" Nae birdie maun whistle, nae lambie maun play, An' Phœbus himsel' could na travel that day, As he'd find a new Joshua in Andie Agnew.
O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let’st fall From Dis’s waggon! Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno’s eyes, Or Cytherea’s breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phœbus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phœbus.william shakespeare
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phœbus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd flowers that lies. And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With everything that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise!william shakespeare
Since your legs, Phœbus, resemble the horns of the moon, you might bathe your feet in a cornucopia.
Audiit, et voti Phœbus succedere partem Mente didit, partem volucres dispersit in auras.
The wolves have prey'd: and look, the gentle day, Before the wheels of Phœbus, round about, Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.william shakespeare
At last, the golden orientall gate Of greatest heaven gan to open fayre, And Phœbus, fresh as brydegrome to his mate, Came dauncing forth, shaking his dewie hayre; And hurls his glistring beams through gloomy ayre.Edmund Spenser
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