Of the Black Lady with Grey Eyes and White Teeth
Like to the grey-ey'd Morn, your sparkling eyes
Dart lustre, while a sable clothes the skies.
And your white teeth resemble th' milky way,
The glory of the night, and th' shame of day,
Complain not then Nigrina of thy white,
Since stars shine brightest in the blackest night.
Dart lustre, while a sable clothes the skies.
And your white teeth resemble th' milky way,
The glory of the night, and th' shame of day,
Complain not then Nigrina of thy white,
Since stars shine brightest in the blackest night.
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