Of a Bee
Ingenious was that bee
In lip that wound which made,
And kind to others, though unkind to thee;
For by a just exchange,
On that most liuelie red,
It giues to those reuenge,
Whom that delicious, plump, and rosie part,
All pittilesse, perhaps, now wounds the hart.
In lip that wound which made,
And kind to others, though unkind to thee;
For by a just exchange,
On that most liuelie red,
It giues to those reuenge,
Whom that delicious, plump, and rosie part,
All pittilesse, perhaps, now wounds the hart.
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