Classic Poem

Faire Paphos' wanton queene,
Not drawne in white and red,
Is truely heere, as when in Vvlcan's bed
She was of all heauen's laughing senate seene.
Gaze on her haire and eine,
Her browes, the bowes of loue,
Her backe with lillies spred:
And yee should see her turne, and sweetly moue,
But that shee neither so will doe, nor darre,
For feare to wake the angrie god of warre.