These fresh beauties, we can prove,
Once were virgins, sick of love,
Turn'd to flowers: still in some,
Colours go and colours come.
Once were virgins, sick of love,
Turn'd to flowers: still in some,
Colours go and colours come.
Cavalier lyric poet known for witty, elegant verse celebrating love, beauty, and the fleeting nature of life.
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