Clergyman's

With that she dasht her on the lippes,
So dyed double red:
Hard was the heart that gave the blow,
Soft were those lips that bled.
- William Warner

With that she dasht her on the lippes,
So dyed double red:
Hard was the heart that gave the blow,
Soft were those lips that bled.
- William Warner

We thinke no greater blisse then such
To be as be we would,
When blessed none but such as be
The same as be they should.
- William Warner

We thinke no greater blisse then such
To be as be we would,
When blessed none but such as be
The same as be they should.
- William Warner

We thinke no greater blisse then such
To be as be we would,
When blessed none but such as be
The same as be they should.
- William Warner