s best By its own beauty drest, And can alone command the rest. A face made up Out of no other shop, Than what Nature's white hand sets ope. A cheek where youth, And blood, with pen of truth, Write, what the reader sweetly ru'th. Steps to the Temple: Delights of the Muses, and Other Poems - Page 160 by Richard Crashaw - 1904 - 401 pages Full view -
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