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Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties do renew.
Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties do renew.
In print by 1901 AD · modern
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- ROBERT GREENE (identity unresolved)
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- In print by 1901 AD · modern
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- Handy Dictionary of Poetical Quotations (1901) (1901 AD)
Quote1105 · printed citation: ROBERT GREENE: From Menaphon. Menaphon's Ecl.
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