| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Amoretti and Epithalamion | | Sonnet LXIV. Coming to kiss her lips (such grace I found) | | Edmund Spenser (1552?–1599) |
| | | COMING to kiss her lips (such grace I found,) | |
| Me seemed, I smelt a garden of sweet flowers, | |
| That dainty odours from them threw around, | |
| For damsels fit to deck their lovers’ bowers. | |
| Her lips did smell like unto gillyflowers; | 5 |
| Her ruddy cheeks, like unto roses red; | |
| Her snowy brows, like budded bellamoures; | |
| Her lovely eyes, like pinks but newly spread; | |
| Her goodly bosom, like a strawberry bed; | |
| Her neck, like to a bunch of Columbines; | 10 |
| Her breast, like lilies, ere their leaves be shed; | |
| Her nipples, like young blossomed jessamines: | |
| Such flagrant flowers do give most odorous smell; | |
| But her sweet odour did them all excel. | | | | |
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