The red rose medled with the white yfere,
In either cheek depeincten lively cheer:
Her modest eye,
Her majesty,
Where have you seen the like but there?
"I saw Phœbus; thrust out his golden head,
Upon her to gaze;
But, when he saw how broad her beams did spread,
It did him amaze.
He blush'd to see another sun below,