Quote #7

Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light; But oh, she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter-day Is half so fine a sight.

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  1. Oh for some honest lover's ghost, Some kind unbodied post Sent from the shades below! I strangely long to know Whether the nobler chaplets …
  2. Her lips were red, and one was thin; Compared with that was next her chin,- Some bee had stung it newly.
  3. 'Tis now since I sat down before That foolish fort, a heart, (Time strangely spent) a year, and more, And still I did my part:
  4. 'T is expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.
  5. If I a fancy take To black and blue, That fancy doth it beauty make.
  6. She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on.
  7. Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move: This cannot take her. If of herself she cannot love, Nothing can make her: The devil take her!
  8. Her face is like the milky way i' the sky,-

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