Tell me, have ye seene her angelick faceLike Phœbe fayre?Her heavenly haveour, her princely grace,Can you well compare?The Redde rose medled with the White yfere,In either cheeke depeincten lively chere:Her modest eye,Her Majestie,Where have you seene the like but there?From--In praise of Eliza, Queen of the ShepherdsEdmund Spenser (1552–1599)
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