Your shining eyes and golden hair, Your lily-rosed lips most fair: Your other beauties that excel, Men cannot choose but like them well. But when for them they say they'll die, Believe them not, they do but lie.
Your shining eyes and golden hair, Your lily-rosed lips most fair: Your other beauties that excel, Men cannot choose but like them well. But when for them they say they'll die, Believe them not, they do but lie.