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♥ Jamie Chua aka MOmO♥ .
♥ 23th Sep 1987♥ .
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♥ Saturday, July 28, 2007 ♥

i read a book name " You Drive Me Crazy" love poems for real life. Edited by Mary D.Esselman & Elizabeth Ash Velez. So far i quite like this book.. it is interest!!
But i find this poem is funny and interestin..

Elegie XIX: To His Mistress Going To Bed

Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defie,
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Is tir'd with that girdle, like heavens Zone glittering,
But a far fairer world incompassing.
Unpin that spangled breastplate which you wear,
That th'eyes of busie fooles may be stopt there.
Unlace your self, for that harmomious chyme,
Tell me from you, that now it is bed time.
Off with that happy busk, which I envie,
That still can be, and still can stand so nigh.
Your gown going off, such beautious state reveals,
As when from flowry meads th' hills shadowe steales.
Off with that wyerie Coronet and shew
The haiery Diademe which on you doth grow:
Now off with those shooes, and then softly tread
In this loves hallow'd temple, this soft bed.
In such white robes, heaven's Angels us'd to be
Receaved by men: thou Agel bringst with thee
A heaven like Mahomets Paradice, and though
I11 spirits walk in white, we easly know,
By this these Angles from an evil sprite,
Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.
Licence my roaving hands, and let them go,
Before, behind, between, above, below.
O my america ! my new- found -land,
My kingdome, safeliest when with one man man'd,
How blest am I in this discovering thee!
To enter in these bonds, is to be free;
Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be.
Full nakedness! All joyes are due to thee,
As souls unbodied, bodies uncloth'd must be,
To taste whole joyes. Jems which you women use
Are like Atlanta's balls, castin mens views,
That when a fools eye lighteth on a jem,
Like pictures, or like books gay covering made
For lay- men, are all women thus array'd.
Themselves are mtstick books, which only wee
(whom their imputed grace will dignifie)
Must see reveal'd.Then since that i may know;
As liberally, as to a Midwife shew
Thy self: cast all, yes, this white lynnen hence,
There is no pennance, much less innocence:
to teach thee, I am naked first, why then
What needst thou have more covering then a man.

Poet : John Doone

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