Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)
Not Peer Reviewed
THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
¶VVithout the bed her other faire hand was,
¶On the greene couerlet whose perfect white
¶Her eyes like Marigolds had sheath'd their light,
¶_Till they might open to adorne the day.
400Her haire like goldē threeds playd with her breath,
¶Showing lifes triumph in the map of death,
¶And deaths dim looke in lifes mortalitie.
¶_But that life liu'd in death, and death in life.
¶Her breasts like Iuory globes circled with blew,
¶A paire of maiden worlds vnconquered,
¶Saue of their Lord, no bearing yoke they knew,
410And him by oath they truely honored.
¶_From this faire throne to heaue the owner out.
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