Thursday, November 9, 2017

All say you cruel I say you merciful,

All say you cruel I say you merciful,
But I call you O Rose a fishy nature girl,
More pretty looks fingers knitting wool,
Your coquette art cannot get the churl.
Your beauty thief angles forget soon,
Gazing on your breasts long lovely hair,
My lady ruth princess goes to utter ruin,
Your sighs die the beaus all are aware.
I know your mind well than your Maker,
As dolphins know how deep is the sea,
You are my Fair my dullest soul awaker
But no ways to bind your love like a bee.

Your cute face blazes like Venus in the sky,
Trusting in your promise my all pleasures die.