And greet the morn
Fill me with rays of joy
So my shepherdess
A pure princess
May this new day enjoy.
Blonde tumbling hair
Beyond compare
A waist nymph-like and thin
Her twinkling eye
Like celestial sky
Heralds the star of spring.
Her soft skin glows
Like a dew-drenched rose
With a freshness quite complete
No ermine fur
Could equal her
Nor lily be half as sweet!
(c) Poet in the woods 2014
She was the mistress of French King Henry IV - end 16th century
poem based on a French text (a 1966 homework!)
This painting hangs in the Louvre.
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