Her fiery lips like night-worms glow,

Shining clear as candle-light.

Neat she is, no feather lighter;

Bright she is, no daisy whiter.

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DIAPHENIA

Diaphenia, like the daffdowndilly,

White as the sun, fair as the lily,

Heigh ho, how I do love thee!

I do love thee as my lambs