There is no place so fine, so fair
As in my lady's eyes, her hair
Her breath dost bring me sullen dews
Her touch to be my only muse
And though I tremble at these truths
My heart will not be sated.
There is no place so fine, so fair
As in my lady's eyes, her hair
Her breath dost bring me sullen dews
Her touch to be my only muse
And though I tremble at these truths
My heart will not be sated.
