The yielding marble of her snowy breast.
Edmund Waller (1605 - 1687)
Source: On a Lady passing through a Crowd of People.
Contributed by: Zaady
Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.
Source: Panegyric on Cromwell.
That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which on the shaft that made him die Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
Source: To a Lady singing a Song of his Composing.
In such green palaces the first kings reign'd, Slept in their shades, and angels entertain'd; With such old counsellors they did advise, And by frequenting sacred groves grew wise.
Source: On St. James's Park.
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